Saturday, December 6, 2008

this was her longest foray into the "real" world since her surgery. the cold ripped right through her. she could not decide which was more uncomfortable, the bitter arctic chill or the incision on her abdomen. she was wrapped in a blanket of fatigue.

she looked at all the familiar shops. it was an effort just to focus on one particular thing, as she was still experiencing the spaciness caused by the anaesthesia. a fuzzy greyness enveloped her.

she felt like she would never get back home.

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