I ate something bad yesterday and spent most of the night sitting on top of the toilet (ok, I will spare you the details). When I woke up this morning. I was weak and dehydrated. Still, I felt slightly better so I drove to Mountain View for my Saturday book stroll, hoping that would help restoring my mood. Turned out it was such a disappointment. I didn't have enough energy so I walked slowly, shoulder stooped. I could hardly talk. I stumbled aimlessly, my brain half shutdown*. Then I realized that was exactly what a walking zombie looked like. "So, this is what being a zombie feels like", I told myself. I had to admit this idea appalled me, so I drove home and decided not to go out again till I could behave human.
* Strangely, my mind was blank yet I felt very calm.
P.S. I am having a minor fever now. According to the zombie rules, soon you die and become a real zombie.
P.P.S. I lost 2 pounds after 1 day. It's just how dehydrated I was.
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