right before 5 p.m., it hit me out of nowhere. the chills. as a person who is usually on the warm side, i instantly knew something was wrong. i was unable to sit still because a wall of pain was slamming into me. every muscle was aching. my limbs felt displaced. all i wanted at that moment, more than anything, was to get home and crawl into my bed. what is it about your bed that radiates a measure of comfort and relief?
when i finally made it into bed, there was nothing i could do to stop the cold i felt that was seeping through me. i put socks on, buried myself under the covers, stuck my feet under the cat that wouldn't leave my side (protesting that i was going to sleep before 7 p.m. on a weekday), and yet my teeth continued to chatter. i craved warmth and heat, anything to envelop me, wrap me up whole.
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