rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Reset Eight, Day One

Thursday found me waking too early but unable to get back to sleep due to recurring cramps in my right leg. I muddled through the morning and early afternoon, but around four o'clock felt exhausted, so I took a nap. I woke again before the light was gone from the sky, not long after the sun had set. As I woke I sensed a dream slipping sway, and I tried to recall it but all that remained was a single image of a person I could not see pouring coffee into a large, apple-shaped mug. I felt a wave of terrible sadness, but I don't know if it was because the dream had been sad or because the dream had been happy and I was grieving the loss of it.

Whatever the cause, that sadness has remained with me ever since, like the heat of the day. Outside, the air still feels like it is eighty degrees. The forecast doesn't show any temperatures below 70 until Saturday night or Sunday morning. My misery is pretty much guaranteed for at least another 48 hours. Friday is to have a high of 107, which is about what it was on Thursday. I'm close to comatose, and it's probably only the heat-induced misery that is keeping me conscious. The icy drinks are probably the only thing keeping me alive. It's a good thing I bought that bottle of lemonade. I should have bought two. I sure hope the power doesn't fail.
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