16.17.18.09.20.05I feel like Im floating.Thats all she could come up with after the weekend events. She wasnt feeling anything, yet sensation after sensation would ease inside her body. It had turned slightly ugly in the shower but somehow she soothed it and it dissipated back into her stomach. But what was it that she was feeling now.I dont know. I just dont know. I dont feel guilty or excited, more calm and relaxed than anything really. Theres something else Im not getting, something, an overall feeling I cant explain. I dont even know if its a good feeling or a bad one, its just a feeling
breathing easier. I guess thats it.She could still smell him in her bedroom. Was he still lingering there somewhere to reassure her of all the things he told her Saturday night. Or was the musk of what she thought was coffee and cigarettes melting into the sheets where they had laid side-by-side holding one another
Untitled: BatsA spark.Warm white flash against the thick oil blackness. Was it a face?The light glinted against a matte surface but there was a glisten or two. Wasn't there?Another spark. A little longer that time. The face is...gone? Was it there at all?I move my hand up to my own face, but is it there?Its so thick in here. I can't tell anymore. A heartbeat, pounding in the chest.clickWhat is that?I move my head. Where did it come from? Was there an echo?clickMovement.Up, on my legs, walking. click Faster.click Faster. clickI'm running now. clickI can hear it. clickI know its there. clickWhere is it? Louder. Click. What is it? Louder. Click.Louder. Is it behind me? Click.Louder. Click. To the side?The loudest! Click! In front of me?The loudest! Click! Where is it?!Booming! CLICK!