The Night I Was Not Prepared For

Tristan 's eyes hit blond hair, and when her jumped out of him, her cheek turned into soft pink. When she tilted her head, he smiled and stared at the face, probably trying to guess the age like him and her. The blonde walked ahead and kissed the daughter's head. "Bring me Johanna, Katrina?" She asked the nanny. Nodded, she grasped the shoulder of Katrina with one arm and put her inside. The blond again went to Tristan, her fingers crossed a thick tablet.

Either way, my only priority is to stay alive. I have to find a place to spend the night. I am not ready to sleep outdoors: I do not have food or warm clothes to protect from heavy rain and freezing temperatures. This is a terrible experience. Needless to say, I have never felt close to death before. We live in a society that is looking forward to it. We are always busy, we would like to plan ahead, we celebrate the "complete" routine. By creating a plan, we feel regulation. But the desire to predict the event limits our potential as a human being. It blocks the ability to open our new surprises

That night I was working at night. I am ready to leave after I work as usual. I live alone for more than a year and I am not looking after the world. In retrospect, even if I relieve his peace at work, I remember how my colleague smiled. That guy almost sputtered. I calmed down on a long night and it's hard to keep awake because it was the first night after my change. I can not wait for the morning. The next day, when I exchanged with another person in turn, I smiled myself as I was keen to rest in my apartment to rest at night alternation. I can easily imagine that I am comfortably lying on the bed to cover the sun. I set it as a song that makes my CD player soothing. I went home as soon as possible and tried to get rid of the tiredness of the night before.

After having an exciting morning at our house, my family and I went to my sister's Easter brunch. Although I did not feel 100%, I wrote it late at night the evening before I was preparing the celebration, and two overly excited children woke up in the morning. Still, I kept pushing, we started time + drive to my sister. Do not forget to snooze while I sleep. I remember that my physical condition went wrong when the night went down. About midnight I entered the sick bath. I suffer, my abdomen hurts, and it seems that someone is launching an agent around my intestines. I have to make this pain every time!