Sensations cocktail
Unsure, I was smiling because I didn’t want her to see I was embarrassed. Of course, it was a textbook case. Luckily she was an optician, not my shrink.
Paradoxically surprised, because I knew, after all, that I needed glasses.
Frustrated. It was official. I am a glasses-on dork.
Relieved. I don’t have to wear them all the time, just when reading and when driving at night. I obviously prefer my distance, would wearing glasses make me more humane?
Snappy. Why was he unable to cover all aspects? Every offer comes with a catch.
Groggy. Gin and tonic, anyone? I am slightly turning into a future AA?
Festive. Four years together. And we had sex!
Intrepid. Now this is the new word for the past decade. Stepped into her office and asked her.
Placid. But such a lack of enthusiasm. I miss the times when I was floating drunk with happiness. I am used to being hectic, and now I am plain tired and recovering. No open wounds, just bruises deep under my skin.
Surprised. I have just received a belated Christmas present. Blush.
Broke. I used to be broke. But then I was surprised.
Late. Again.
Whimsical.
Confused. I have been looking for my narrative voice in all the wrong places. Nothing showed.
