This whole week I was feeling pretty good.
Until I’ve decided to go to my favourite Chinese Restaurant and to order sweet-and-sour prawns.
I still feel them. Somewhere inside me.
Uh-no. No. Wait. I sense them with more precision now.
Mh. They’re right beneath me. But wait, I remembered them in different colour and shape…
Shit! I think I’m still dreaming… no… this is real.
DiarRhEAL!
