it was a great start to 2016 with the old folks over prata, tea, coffee, talks and laughters. by evening i was lying in my huge white bed on a feather pillow with another guard pillow by my side. the past two evenings have been intense. i have vomited myself silly, almost camping with the toilet bowl and getting my bile out.
i felt my cold, clammy, pale skin and looked down at my fingers, my jagged nails and i feel a sense of wonder. how did i get here?
