Please. Not this again. Now now.
That fluttering heart feeling wells me up. Not the nice one. The horrid one which makes me feel out of breath, which entangles itself around my heart, winding itself about and choking me.
This was meant to be the holidays! But a queer nausea-like feeling overcome me. I don't know how to describe it. I really don't. It flashes up from my heart to my head and wells over me, floods it, and I'm left all weak and clammy. Unpleasant. Like a shock up to my head, and making me feel all sick. Why.
Why!
And I can't find the reason, the underlying cause. And the very fact I can't makes it all the more worse, makes the feeling quake at my heart, leaving me unsettled and lost. Fluttering, quaking, trembling, quivering. From an unknown uneasy feeling, an giddiness nausea shoots up to my head.
This is more than I can take. Oh, let me curl up and ignore how time is slipping slipping through my fingers.
The Lighter Side of Her
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A grey dress with sweet dainty puckered sleeves and a special nook clothes and surrounds dreamy fancies and flights of imagination. Memories from here and there creep in, forming the pen in her head.
When time slows down, she writes.
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