I could feel my heart rate increase as I watched her words drift across our table on the wings of echoes and restaurant chatter over our pizzas and land in my hard and sleepless brain. I could feel the strong emotion of resistance, defiance, and the hot molten eruption of a trigger.
Two days ago, my dog gave me a decent headbutt and split my right eye leaving me with a pretty purple shiner, a gash and a dizzy headache.
Last night a mosquito had my left eyelid for a midnight snack and left me with a half-open slit to see out of.
“You gotta go into the message symbolism,” she said.
What am I not seeing?!!!
