I have started relying on coke for when I get
stressed. I just fill up a big coffee mug with it's cool blackness and sit in a
quiet corner nursing my issues. I guess you have to, sometimes, you reach the
level where you can't bother others with your own problems. It's then that you
lean on these worldly non-living-but-fizzing-in-your-cup-as-if-alive things. I know
it's mostly desserts people prefer with the whole phenomena of
stress-spelled-backwards-is-desserts but coke is just as good. It doesn’t out
does chocolate though, but it works fine, really. And the way it pops and
fizzes in your mouth is somehow very calming.
And while I let out my concerns to coke, it
frost the cup, letting out it's on the big mug it's filling. And I suppose the
mug lets it out in the air where it all mingles with other stuff hanging there;
looked over stuff, avoided stuff, disappointed stuff. It's there, together in
it's loneliness. Like me. like us. I think too much. Next time I'll try calling
a friend while drinking that mug of coke; someone to hold me in the
reality, while I am probably going crazy.
Momina.
