And oh… I tumble.
I’ve just eaten a banana, now I am considering a nutella sandwich. And my ears are tingling, water from the shower is seeping out. I imagine now at this intersection, a shiny surface of the self, where my pin pricks of emotion dance around, but never penetrate this hull.
I take deep breaths now, the layers of jumpers in conjunction with a hot shower is taking its toll. Heat is here, scattering all over.
Tomorrow echoes when I yell at it. I start ‘work place law’ and have my first English lecture. But tonight its more breathing, the lungs are going to work hard. I will forget these air sac machines very soon.
Where to now? To the kitchen!
