I don't think I have feelings left in me.
No, I'm not exaggerating.
This one moment I was sitting with my family having a nice meal
and then my brother spilled a drink.. and I was aware the entire time
that he was going to (I sat across from him at the table)
nonetheless, I was willing to soak myself wet than move one step further.
it was like weird slow motion thing happening
and I knew it had to end.