Whole Foods Fainthood
The other day my mother and I went out to the market, our favorite place to go. When we walked in, I was kicked in the nose by this awful smell. I watched and stood in disgust as she went in line to get her sample of whatever the heck the sample was.The torture wasn't over for me, unfortunately, they had something else bubbling off to the side. The nausea worsen when I was attacked by the chili. The cumin in the chilli was so strong, I had a natural proclivity to vomit everywhere I found to resemble a bowl or deep dish. She found it delicious and took the free sample bag of chili mixture.
Finally free from it all in the bread/ pastry section of the store, I roamed around without the need to hold in my stomach contents. Until, *scary music* this airy lightness that I felt in my head became weakness in my step. Grabbing onto a nearby shelf of rolls, I struggled to balance myself. It was clear to me and mother in tow that we should no longer browse. We returned the potatoes in the cart and was off to the freshly coffee filled air.
Next stop was Eddies of Roland Park, and that wasn't a great trip either. We found a parking space, and as we set to get out, I stepped in the biggest puddle of water...and with slides for shoes it was not a good feeling in the semi-cold weather. Looking back, she would've surely failed the driving test. Her car was more than a foot away from the curb...which resulted in my one foot stepping in a dip of muddy waters.
I'm actually disappointed in my body for not fainting, for some reason. I've always had a fascination with illnesses. Though I wouldn't actually wish it or want it for long periods. Just want to experience it for a moment/ a day maybe. Death is another fascination, I've been wondering how I would respond if I came upon a drastically mutilated body. Would I look at the blood and the innards hanging out of the body and say, 'wow' and look a little closer? I don't know.
Finally free from it all in the bread/ pastry section of the store, I roamed around without the need to hold in my stomach contents. Until, *scary music* this airy lightness that I felt in my head became weakness in my step. Grabbing onto a nearby shelf of rolls, I struggled to balance myself. It was clear to me and mother in tow that we should no longer browse. We returned the potatoes in the cart and was off to the freshly coffee filled air.
Next stop was Eddies of Roland Park, and that wasn't a great trip either. We found a parking space, and as we set to get out, I stepped in the biggest puddle of water...and with slides for shoes it was not a good feeling in the semi-cold weather. Looking back, she would've surely failed the driving test. Her car was more than a foot away from the curb...which resulted in my one foot stepping in a dip of muddy waters.
I'm actually disappointed in my body for not fainting, for some reason. I've always had a fascination with illnesses. Though I wouldn't actually wish it or want it for long periods. Just want to experience it for a moment/ a day maybe. Death is another fascination, I've been wondering how I would respond if I came upon a drastically mutilated body. Would I look at the blood and the innards hanging out of the body and say, 'wow' and look a little closer? I don't know.