My smoke detector went off at 4am and kept triggering at regular intervals even after silencing it multiple times.

It has this dreadful 3 beep attack that pierces your eardrums. After thinking about smashing it with a hammer I responded by smothering it in a towel and throwing it in my freezer.

I’m now awake (I think) at 5am and not sure if those faint echoes haunting my mind are real or imaginary.

Apparently this is how I deal with my problems now. Bury them in some forsaken place where a frozen piece of chicken can logically be warned that it shall soon be on fire.

If only I had the same foresight that my chicken now has. Or maybe if I believed in myself. I know I do, I just cant share my problems with certain people. It would raise a false alarm.