Woke very late, sprawled on my sofa. The sun was already up and pressing light
against every corner of my house. My 20
pounds of housecat sat at the center of my living room, staring at me. Inside my gut, something has been churning
for the last two days. It feels as
though my internal organs have liquefied, expanded greatly. Something at the end of my Manila adventure
did not agree with me.
Home again. Queasy. Weak.
The expanse around my house white with snow.
Seeing me awake, my cat approached, pressed his cold nose against
my hand where it lay exposed at the edge of the sofa.
Love you, buddy.
—Mitchell Hegman
Feel better! Minus the cat, this sounds eerily reminiscent of my own recent travels. I didn't leave the country but I paid for my excess on every level.
ReplyDeleteLay off the scotch if your stomach is giving you problems. Alcohol tends to aggravate a bad tummy. Hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteThankfully, I am feeling better now. Back to the Scotch I go!
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