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Inner Pain...
Feb. 5th, 2006 12:58 am
If I had to describe how my day went, it would be as such: 10 for the morning/afternoon, 7 for the evening, -30 for 11:30 and beyond.
The reason being, I had a good time with my grandfather as always. I was even able to finish the homework for my class this Monday while there. My mother and I were there a bit too long, but that didn't matter. We stopped by her office for a time, which is always good. Once again, I got to partake in the eating of some cake, which may or may not have been a good thing.
Things took a downward spiral as the day turned into evening and night. While watching Patlabor, I was informed-in no uncertain terms-that the dishes had best be done, else if they remained as they were come the morning, the consequences would be truly dire. It was a warning, but I heard it as a warning/threat. I don't know why, but I was left with a bitter feeling in my mouth afterward.
To make things even more satisfying, while taking a small break prior to doing the dishes, I felt a displeasing pain in the pit of my stomach that seemed to crawl up into my chest. I haven't felt this since I was younger, and never enjoyed that feeling even then-the feeling you get when you're about to reveal what you've had for lunch and/or dinner via your mouth.
I still have that feeling within the back of my throat and my chest, but only a partial one. I don't think I'm real sick, but I wonder what this will mean for the upcoming week, or if I'll even be able to do anything that I have planned tomorrow.
The reason being, I had a good time with my grandfather as always. I was even able to finish the homework for my class this Monday while there. My mother and I were there a bit too long, but that didn't matter. We stopped by her office for a time, which is always good. Once again, I got to partake in the eating of some cake, which may or may not have been a good thing.
Things took a downward spiral as the day turned into evening and night. While watching Patlabor, I was informed-in no uncertain terms-that the dishes had best be done, else if they remained as they were come the morning, the consequences would be truly dire. It was a warning, but I heard it as a warning/threat. I don't know why, but I was left with a bitter feeling in my mouth afterward.
To make things even more satisfying, while taking a small break prior to doing the dishes, I felt a displeasing pain in the pit of my stomach that seemed to crawl up into my chest. I haven't felt this since I was younger, and never enjoyed that feeling even then-the feeling you get when you're about to reveal what you've had for lunch and/or dinner via your mouth.
I still have that feeling within the back of my throat and my chest, but only a partial one. I don't think I'm real sick, but I wonder what this will mean for the upcoming week, or if I'll even be able to do anything that I have planned tomorrow.
"Be patient and tough; some day, this pain will be useful to you."-Leonardo Da Vinci
