I woke up this morning not feeling too swift. The first thing i did after i got up was vomit.
And i still can taste it in the back of my throat.
It's the nerves, i can tell. My hands are tingling and i feel light headed, sleepy. It's the nerves. Goddamnit. It's cos of the truck. I know it. Its cos i have to take this shite-arsed truck.
Back when my car was being worked on i had to drive the truck. That fucking sucked. The fact that there's about 20miles of road constructionone lane only shiteis what's fucking with me.
I keep seeing myself slamming into the concrete divider.
What's worrying me about that is.
A. I might be hurt.
2.I'd be stranded, i dont have a cell phone.
D.My insurance'd go up.
4.It's not my truck.
That's in order, btw. A. being the thing that least worries me, #4. being the thing that most worries me. If it was my truck i'd give less of a fuck. If i fuck it up, i'd be disappointing the lender.
So, back to the vomit thing. I woke up at two, feeling shitty. I took a drink of water and set the alarm to wake me up at 3, thinking maybe if i slept a lil more id wake up feeling nice...er...nicer than i did.
I wake up at 2:24, and i feel the stomach contents packing bags, so i get up and wander to the bathroom.
I turn on the faucet and look in the mirror for a minute or two. The more i look in the mirror the more nauseous i feel.
Then i vomithack and cough, i gagged is more like it. My stomach was empty of everything but the water. But damned if something came up.
And i went back and sloshed water in my mouth. And i looked back in the mirrorred eyed, messy hair, smelling like sleepand i threw up again.
The things that pop into yr head in dire circumstances, at this point i'm thinking i'm pregnant. I'm counting back to the last sexual encounter i had. I'm wondering if i wore a condombecause i'm a guy. I cant get pregnantI wear condoms.
I mean, i'mma guy, i cant get pregnant. AND i wore a condom.
And other such reasons.
Brushed my teeth, brushed my tongue, washed my mouth out.
And i'm still tasting it.
Every once inna while, i feel like the first day of school.
Boop.
And i still can taste it in the back of my throat.
It's the nerves, i can tell. My hands are tingling and i feel light headed, sleepy. It's the nerves. Goddamnit. It's cos of the truck. I know it. Its cos i have to take this shite-arsed truck.
Back when my car was being worked on i had to drive the truck. That fucking sucked. The fact that there's about 20miles of road constructionone lane only shiteis what's fucking with me.
I keep seeing myself slamming into the concrete divider.
What's worrying me about that is.
A. I might be hurt.
2.I'd be stranded, i dont have a cell phone.
D.My insurance'd go up.
4.It's not my truck.
That's in order, btw. A. being the thing that least worries me, #4. being the thing that most worries me. If it was my truck i'd give less of a fuck. If i fuck it up, i'd be disappointing the lender.
So, back to the vomit thing. I woke up at two, feeling shitty. I took a drink of water and set the alarm to wake me up at 3, thinking maybe if i slept a lil more id wake up feeling nice...er...nicer than i did.
I wake up at 2:24, and i feel the stomach contents packing bags, so i get up and wander to the bathroom.
I turn on the faucet and look in the mirror for a minute or two. The more i look in the mirror the more nauseous i feel.
Then i vomithack and cough, i gagged is more like it. My stomach was empty of everything but the water. But damned if something came up.
And i went back and sloshed water in my mouth. And i looked back in the mirrorred eyed, messy hair, smelling like sleepand i threw up again.
The things that pop into yr head in dire circumstances, at this point i'm thinking i'm pregnant. I'm counting back to the last sexual encounter i had. I'm wondering if i wore a condombecause i'm a guy. I cant get pregnantI wear condoms.
I mean, i'mma guy, i cant get pregnant. AND i wore a condom.
And other such reasons.
Brushed my teeth, brushed my tongue, washed my mouth out.
And i'm still tasting it.
Every once inna while, i feel like the first day of school.
Boop.