Room
The last week brought with it a few new experiences.
Both involved Room!
First, Tuesday night, after work, sneaked into the movie. Because its half the price. But being hungry turned it to full, and not really the economic experience.
But, the other thing was - I went alone.
Half the time, was delusional and floating in the sea of panic about when the movie will end, what will the 'authority' say if he know i went alone for a movie. Was it a right decision, it took a while and by the middle half, became interesting. Calmed down my nerves and let it go.
Was even teary eyed, when Jack and Ma met.
This was the second movie experience being alone.
Then, next day, doctor appointment. The doctor who checks the women stuff.
They ask to fill forms with random information. Make you sit in a little room/cabin, with all sorts of charts n stuff about what possibly can go wrong.
All was normal, like a usual check. But was a different experience, altogether.
The 'muscle' that was too tight.
The strange equipments.
The concern, i took was just a made up story.
The test, I couldn't get it done.
Next again on Tuesday.
And am not feeling good about that either.
Possibly will postpone.
.
.
.
.
Right now, the throat ache and the fever, drowning me down.
That tamarind chutney last night was a horrible idea.
I feel like the 12 year old. When this was an every few months thing.
Again its happening. Every few months.
.
.
No more eating sour stuff at night :(
Both involved Room!
First, Tuesday night, after work, sneaked into the movie. Because its half the price. But being hungry turned it to full, and not really the economic experience.
But, the other thing was - I went alone.
Half the time, was delusional and floating in the sea of panic about when the movie will end, what will the 'authority' say if he know i went alone for a movie. Was it a right decision, it took a while and by the middle half, became interesting. Calmed down my nerves and let it go.
Was even teary eyed, when Jack and Ma met.
This was the second movie experience being alone.
Then, next day, doctor appointment. The doctor who checks the women stuff.
They ask to fill forms with random information. Make you sit in a little room/cabin, with all sorts of charts n stuff about what possibly can go wrong.
All was normal, like a usual check. But was a different experience, altogether.
The 'muscle' that was too tight.
The strange equipments.
The concern, i took was just a made up story.
The test, I couldn't get it done.
Next again on Tuesday.
And am not feeling good about that either.
Possibly will postpone.
.
.
.
.
Right now, the throat ache and the fever, drowning me down.
That tamarind chutney last night was a horrible idea.
I feel like the 12 year old. When this was an every few months thing.
Again its happening. Every few months.
.
.
No more eating sour stuff at night :(
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