i have a migraine.
with migraines, come nausea. with nausea comes tea. peppermint. dripping with honey and shimmers of hope.
me, too tired, brain throbbing and uncomfortably queasy to stand and wait for the water to boil.
saw camera on dining room table en route to the kitchen, grabbed it, flicked on the electric tea pot
(they're much cleaner than iron)
and slid, back to wall, down to the floor...
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