Heritage Vegetable Seeds Reflection agoraphobic

'm completely surrounded. Ando by paved roads and gray slabs, rough, whisper to the passage of the soles of my shoes.
looked up discovering a huge mulberry ojas very green and translucent among which the Sun is drained and dazzles me.
squinting, can see on my own eyelids closed the silhouette of the mulberry tree and opened my world becomes a diluted emerald.
People, many people. Wherever you look there is always someone on the wide sidewalks, they all look ... nobody sees what I see ...
And I get scared, irrational panic that it is toodo broad, too open. Much of the world, too, and I ... I so small.
extend the arms but do not touch wall, just hold me in this world of ours on the narrow, tiny soles of my feet, just a tiny portion of all the skin that covers me. And again I
mulberry, back to her so I can feel close to something in my den with the crust bottom. I raise my eyes again and panic leaking through the cracks of its branches, among the leaves and the sun ..
'm Surrounded entirely too small for everything, too large for fear, too lost to find me.