NostalgiaA Chapter by CoverA Sunday filled with memories of family members and events to come.
Wincing as I lay down my aching body,I looked over to the frothy mug of cappucino.Picking up the warm mug,I pressed it to my chapped lips and took a sip.The bittersweet taste reminded me of the Sunday's,just like this one,I'd spend with my paternal grandmother in the radio station.While she did her thing,I'd go to the kitchenette which consisted of a table,two chairs,a sink,fridge and coffee/cappucino ingrediants and equipment.My lips curved a bit when the memory of me faking sophistication when I was younger came to mind.
I had taken one of the mundane magazines and plopped onto the bright red couch with my half empty mug.Taking sips,I'd promptly flip a page. Closing my eyes,I breathed in the nostalgic moment and let it go at the same time.The familiar yet new taste of caffiene slipped past my lips.I loved and loathed it at the same time since I remember my adoration for the liquid and then prompt avoidance of it for 2 years.The years where I wanted the pearls people called teeth in the media.Now,I found myself apathetic to such things. I chewed on the inside of my cheek when I noticed I was being awfully nostalgic today...'Really now,after all this time I dare to relive those moments in my head'I think with a derisive snort.Opening my eyes slowly,I stared at the old brown curtains my gran had hung.My 3 year old teddy bear given to me as a last memory of my paternal family,was in my peripheral vision. 'The aches have eased a bit'I thought.It was that dreaded time of the month,which I honestly find ironic.The past few weeks,I was nearly begging for it to come since I was late.However,now that it is here,I honestly want to remove my womb. © 2018 CoverAuthor's Note
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