Literature
OCD
I crack my knuckles, every single one of them, in order.
I tap the floor...one, two, three times...
I swallow, somehow using the right side of my throat more than the left. I quickly swallow again, emphasizing the left. It takes several tries.
I look at the black shirt on my floor, then at the grey sweater. And I repeat the process three times.
I do the swallowing thing. Again.
I clench my teeth, evenly distributing the pressure on both sides of my mouth. For a millisecond, there is more pressure on my front teeth than on my back, so I repeat, clenching my jaw more tightly in the back. But only long enough to balance things out.
I blink