The Fuel

by Katarzyna Boczon-Dobbie

They gave me some pills because my body refused to move. I get up in the morning - frozen, I take a pill and wait. All the time I stare at the clock ticking slowly. The medication kicks in and gives me some freedom for: cooking, washing, reading, writing, working on the computer, playing with my children, ENJOYING! The clock is running fast, like lightning. My body suddenly stops working, so I sit on the sofa again and start counting endless minutes.


Katarzyna Boczon-Dobbie, born in Poland, lives in London and has an MA in Oriental Philology. She writes in English and Polish and has been published in several online magazines. This is her first six.