I've always been one who hated the silence. When it's too quiet, I feel almost claustrophobic. So the overwhelming confusion by the sounds and the lights I felt as I stood in the middle of an active crosswalk was hard for me to comprehend.
I, for my life, can't remember what I was just doing or where I was heading, too. I only know I felt dizzy - nauseous even. I hear the crosswalk counting down, but my feet are heavily planted in place against my will. I don't remember having any type of astigmatism. I've never needed glasses before. po
"Do you need help?" came a low voice in front of me. I reluctantly looked up. All I could see was a blur of blue and red.
"I'm sorry. I'm feeling lightheaded," I mumbled, stumbling back as I tried to take a step. A hand caught me by my forearm.
