Friday, May 2, 2008

Cut and wounded

If you look at me closely, there's a small, shallow cut in my forehead. It bled like a waterfall last night after I bumped into the shower knob in the bathroom; I was too reckless not to have switched the light on. The next time I knew, I was sprawled on the wet floor, the pain so excruciating I still felt it throbbing even before I slept.

I'm thankful my brain's function remains intact. I still know who I am. My name's Phillip.

4 comments:

  1. Nice to meet you, Phillip! Hahaha

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  2. "The next time I knew..." huh? The bump must be really terrible. Hahaha!

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  3. I know. It doesn't look as scary as it once did. Which means you have to treat me somwhere nice because I have a headache, literally.

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