Do you know what it is like when your body reaching the boiling point? Imagine what a volcano feels like just before it is going to explode? Imagine if it couldn't, but was always bubbling up dying to blow the top of a mountain off? Imagine that type of intensity and then CRY! Wiggling and squirming and head is whirling. Stay afloat. It is only a few more weeks. CHILL. Oh I can't. I whimper as I sit here. The agony. This is no game. Perhaps I am going mad. No no no! Growl, cry, whimper, buck, and lose glasses in the moment. Where are they? Where did I lay them down? No this is not funny. If one has a gun, shoot me and give me rest.
Imagine not being able to think straight in any manner? Imagine if even placing your thoughts down is a great effort because you want to throw yourself down and play bacon. Oh so fried! Desperately I try to control my anatomy and I can't as the mind is not cooperating. This is a great effort to write. I want my mind elsewhere for a bit. Trying so hard to stop. Do I want to? Ahhh. Misery never felt so good or bad. I don't know.
Heat is early this year and it is quite intense. Normally it is tolerable and I get a good jolly, but this is maddening! Oh madness to the extent it is hard to eat. At least today it is. A simmer is all I seek right now. Shut the flame for awhile as a pressure cooker I'm not. It hurts. It really hurts. ~ Maggie ~ Wednesday, 8/6/08 ~ 10:07 p.m. EST
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