I'm Falling Apart at the Seams (and nobody appears to have noticed)
Indigestion rules once more, the acid bile burns at the back of my throat. It’s nine thirty on a Sunday morning, and a man with a stonecutter nearby has given me a headache. My head straightens to the tearing and creaking noise at the back of my neck. It seems my body is once more under attack from... Sign in to see full entry.