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Spacewarp, v. 5, issue 5, whole no. 27, June 1949
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SYMPTOMS by ED COX (Member, NFFF) LATELY I had not been feeling very well but not feeling so badly that I had to call a doctor. However, I couldn't seem to fit the symptoms to any known sickness I had ever contracted before. I sat back into the soft confines of my easy chair and listened to the autumn wind sigh through the huge pines outside. My teeth started twinging again. I couldn't understand it. My teeth were perfectly sound and I was one of those rare people who never had any occasion to require the services of a dentist. I had inspected them and could find no cavity or any other reason for the annoying twinge. It wasn't pain nor any ache. It seemed...I laughed to myself...as if they were growing twinges! I dismissed the thought from my mind and settled back for my evening doze in front of the flickering fire place. I usually tried to read a bit and maybe doze after supper before retiring. But in the past week I had grown to be almost sleepless even after retiring. I couldn't understand that either. I had always been a heavy sleeper and had never partaken of the sleep killer known as coffee; therefore, I had no explanation for my sudden loss of sleep. I got up from the chair and tended the fire. As I watched the flickering flames after I had replaced the screen, I realized that the sudden loss of sleep had started about a week ago and coincided exactly with the sudden annoyance of my teeth. At the thought of my teeth, I became aware of that damnable pulsing again. In the same two places all of the time! I wearily plumped back into my easy chair and sat back. Then I straightened up again. Had I heard a noise outside the window? Most likely, I thought as I sat back down again. There were any number of things that could have caused it. Then I realized I was getting considerably restless lately, especially at night. And accompanying my restlessness there was a vague feeling of frustration. I couldn't explain it. I got up and unconsciously started pacing in front of the fireplace. Again, for the third night in the week, I felt that I was under observation. Unseen eyes peering in upon me, almost tangible in the fierceness of the unknown gaze. I attributed it to my mood in general and went over to the book cases and tried to get interested in one of the books. I couldn't. Maybe this is what I get for leading a bachelor's life pretty well separated from the rest of my fellow men. They had kidded me about it but
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SYMPTOMS by ED COX (Member, NFFF) LATELY I had not been feeling very well but not feeling so badly that I had to call a doctor. However, I couldn't seem to fit the symptoms to any known sickness I had ever contracted before. I sat back into the soft confines of my easy chair and listened to the autumn wind sigh through the huge pines outside. My teeth started twinging again. I couldn't understand it. My teeth were perfectly sound and I was one of those rare people who never had any occasion to require the services of a dentist. I had inspected them and could find no cavity or any other reason for the annoying twinge. It wasn't pain nor any ache. It seemed...I laughed to myself...as if they were growing twinges! I dismissed the thought from my mind and settled back for my evening doze in front of the flickering fire place. I usually tried to read a bit and maybe doze after supper before retiring. But in the past week I had grown to be almost sleepless even after retiring. I couldn't understand that either. I had always been a heavy sleeper and had never partaken of the sleep killer known as coffee; therefore, I had no explanation for my sudden loss of sleep. I got up from the chair and tended the fire. As I watched the flickering flames after I had replaced the screen, I realized that the sudden loss of sleep had started about a week ago and coincided exactly with the sudden annoyance of my teeth. At the thought of my teeth, I became aware of that damnable pulsing again. In the same two places all of the time! I wearily plumped back into my easy chair and sat back. Then I straightened up again. Had I heard a noise outside the window? Most likely, I thought as I sat back down again. There were any number of things that could have caused it. Then I realized I was getting considerably restless lately, especially at night. And accompanying my restlessness there was a vague feeling of frustration. I couldn't explain it. I got up and unconsciously started pacing in front of the fireplace. Again, for the third night in the week, I felt that I was under observation. Unseen eyes peering in upon me, almost tangible in the fierceness of the unknown gaze. I attributed it to my mood in general and went over to the book cases and tried to get interested in one of the books. I couldn't. Maybe this is what I get for leading a bachelor's life pretty well separated from the rest of my fellow men. They had kidded me about it but
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