Monday, 16 April 2018

Round 16.


That was not the MOST disgusting thing I have ever eaten but it was close.

It has now settled, deeply – though not deeply enough – in a pool of grease, slowly fermenting in the pit of my stomach.

No amount of fizzy water seems to be helping, and I have drunk two bottles.

I might explode from the bubbles.

I need coffee.

A walk.

Fresh air.

Maybe I will need to sleep the damm thing off, though I could just throw up.

It WILL be quicker.

Not the most disgusting.

But close.

No comments: