Halario
Soothing notes floated over the decaying deck as I disturbed my favorite set of wind chimes. I could feel the smooth mahogany sway under my fingertips, and cool metal cylinders twinkled in the dimming sun.
Nothing seems real during the grieving process. For me, it's a constant feeling of distraction, the one you get when you have to finish that essay at 2:00 am, but some force is making you zone out, and your fingers just hover over the keyboard, numb.
I applied the lotion to my infected ear, as instructed. The sharp pain that had accompanied the wound dimmed to a dull ache, and I sighed, resting my head on the counter.
"Alex, you're such a douche-bag. I hope Kelsey beats your face in for shredding me god-damn ear."
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