I survive in a state of shivers. Unceasing shakes. Steadfast shudders.
The cracks in the windows. The holes in the floor. The absence of heat. Water.
Help.
I'm not going to make it.
The cat eagerly crawls beneath the covers with me. Something he's never done.
Something no one has ever done.
We steal warmth from each other though. I squeeze him with my legs to extract as I much as I can. And he purrs and burrows. I'm not sure who benefits more.
My dreams are cloudy and fragmented. I can't keep hold of them. How much sleep am I actually obtaining?
My nose is frozen. Best not to think about it.
When there's a hint of sunlight I bolt up. Begin moving. Pacing the room. Bending down. Standing up. Expending energy. Generating heat.
But it looks like rain today. Which means I'm on my own. No assistance. No relief. Just me and the cat. Fumbling through another day.
I have low expectations.
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