HAVING A CAKE WITH YOU|| EPI 02||
My laptop screen light scarcely out, I was lying on my bed on my belly, in a bedsheet visibly wrinkled and scattered with Chanachur crumbs, no matter how big your palms are they are never enough to contain the crumbs, never. I don’t like the feeling of those crumbs touching my body hair, I wanted to crawl down from the bed and get something to mop those away; I had not ceased in drowsiness on what I was reading on the pdf, but life has taken a peculiar turn for me: it seemed to me I ended up reading the black and white portions more than the green highlighted ones, and I soon functioned as a person just as I read- never doing the needful. I care less about how and when I fall asleep because it is almost unintelligible for me what benefit would it be to remain awake, but I kept telling myself “I do not wanna fall asleep”. Just as the motion of this phrase was about to put me in a fragmented lull, my Laptop rang in the unsetting bubbling sound of Google Duo- delays, daisies, daydreams an...