Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Monday, March 22, 2010

3.22

I'm getting sick. I got advice from people. Sleep, vitamin C, nyquil. Finally, someone gave me the best advice in the world: blend two cloves of garlic into hot water, add honey, and enjoy.
I'm excited because I love garlic. I go to the store and buy garlic. I bring it home and eagerly peel it out and begin chopping. I crush the garlic and spoon it into my hot water. The smell of garlic is invigorating. I lick my fingers and . . . oooh. Yummy.

I drink half of the water and reach the point where it has saturated through my skin. Every breath melts the things it touches. I'm nauseated.
I set the bottle down. Garlic seeps into the plastic.

I can't drink any more, or I'll throw up.

4 comments:

  1. It wasn't nearly as terrifying as I had expected. Are you feeling better? I hope so. Good luck.

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  2. That sounds like the worst remedy ever! But then again, I like my garlic is moderation.

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  3. Garlic is amazing and I'm going to eat some right now because I enjoy smelling like a beast and also I am worried about vampires.

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