My thermostat has gone bonkers. One minute, I am shivering as if sitting bare-arsed on ice – the next I am sweating like it was a Cajun heat wave. And then there is the tinglyness of my skin. I swear – if a fly was tap dancing on my arm, I could tell if was doing 4/4 or 6/8. All my body hair is standing at attention. And then there is the attempts at coughing up my intestines…
My brain feel distanced from reality, like this endless hotel corridor.
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