Tucker Cummings

Chapter 120: Sweat

In Uncategorized on April 30, 2011 at 3:01 am

What I had thought was morning dew weighing down my hair is actually my own sweat. My clothes are soaked through.

What is happening to me?

Strangely, I’m not thirsty, though I feel as though I must have sweat out 20 pounds of water weight.

I can’t believe the sky is sending me messages.

Or, alternatively, I’ve finally cracked.

I wonder which scenario is more likely.

Oh darling, I wish you were here.

But you’re not, of course. And I don’t really want you to be, because then you’d be trapped here, too.

Okay. Time to find a way out of here.

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