I fear I may be dying. It's not irrational, I am by no means crazy, not proven to be anyway, I am just aware enough of my body to know when things are are getting ready to shut down.
It all began when I received a surprise guest in the shape of a headache who arrived several months ago. I entertained him despite the fact he was afflicted with a dullness so inexcusable when coupled with his inability to know when to leave. Now he lives on the upstairs sofa and refuses to leave without my giving him a key to get back in. He's never gone long enough, or at least he never gives me exact details of his next excursion long enough in advance, for me to arrange someone to come and change the locks.
I think his presence was felt strongly in my body. My taste buds seem to be slowly killing themselves due to the constant, unrelenting stream of nothingness and pain, though I'm not sure as to whether they are intentionally lagging - the mere thought or prolonged exposure when release is available - or if they are trying to warn the rest of my body that they might ne next...
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