Life, Once Again!

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Opening anniversary, plus Saturday. I've been planning to hang out with the kids for a week now, but she's home today.

“My head hurts. ”

Yesterday, I was not feeling well enough to sweat, but I only had a headache or fever because I took medicine and slept. Body fluttering. I wanted to get up out of bed and breathe the air, but that was the realm of thought. The body had no will to get out of bed.

“Any fever?”

After opening the door, my mom put her hands on her forehead and said, When I saw my mom looking tired, I said I was sorry and I was fine.

“Be sure to cover the sheets. Do you want something to eat? ”

“No, I don't. Better get some rest, too. He's barely a body weight. He's over it. ”

“Then take care of yourself so you don't have to worry about your mom. Did you take your medicine?”

“I ate.”

She held her teeth tightly, even though she was sick to death after her father died. When I say that I'm sick, my mom loses her cool and worries about everything. Every time that frustrated and relaxed mom stood in front of the visit, she felt heartbroken. It tormented her with more pain than the pain of her body. I wonder if it reminded me of my dad again. Maybe that's why my mom is suffering. She endured the pain from childhood to avoid inflicting it.

“Should I boil you to death? ”

“Mom.”

“Huh?"

“Work. You said there's not much of a column left. Worry about our livelihood, not about our older daughters. ”

I got up and slightly pushed her back. My mom laughed out loud as if she couldn't stop it. My mom left after closing the visit. A quiet room again. She lies there relaxing the smile she was putting on her mouth. My head is still spinning. Today is the day to lie down quietly.

I closed my eyes and heard an alarm in my ear while I was chasing a sleep that did not come. I took my left hand and grabbed the phone buried in the bed blanket and opened the folder.

[Are you feeling okay?]

It was a text from friends who went to Namsan. She presses the keyboard with her finger, feeling a slight relief that her friend did not forget her.

[I'm going to die. So don't think about me and have fun.]

I laughed as I sent it. Right after, "Curse me, bitch. ’There were four or five letters, etc. It was definitely letters from my friends, but I thought I heard a strange voice. After losing her texts, she closes her phone and stares at the ceiling dazed. When I was a kid, a glow-in-the-dark sticker with my dad faintly showed its shape.

"Lonely."

I was able to laugh as much as I was enjoying talking to my friends by text, but this strange loneliness that comes after the disconnection of the conversation makes me feel sad.

It's because it hurts. The archery doesn't look good, and I try to make a smile without a loud voice, but I can't stop the gloomy sigh that follows. I feel even more sick. I turned around and tried to sleep, but my mind became clearer and clearer. No, I couldn't sleep because I was more distracted than clearing up. I turned around and counted the sheep in my head, but the sheep that quietly blew one by one suddenly crossed tumbling and started singing.

‘Who, the one who said you can sleep when you count sheep. ’

I tried turning to the right while holding the sticky bone and turning to the left, but nothing changed.

The table clock was pointing to 11: 14. That was 14 minutes ago. She sighs and rises to her feet. I'm not so sick that I can't sleep or move my head, so I'm gonna go watch TV in the living room. When I opened the door and took a step forward, I heard a sound from the bed. It was a phone call. Friends? I sat in the living room, smiling slightly at my mom touching her laptop, and then came back into the room.

“Hello?"

- Why is your voice so tired? Are you awake?

“Oh, the floor. ”

She sat on the bed. I thought it would be okay to move, but it was a mistake. It's just a few steps, and the sky is pinging.

- Are you sick?

“No, I'm not sick. ”

- Your voice is already tingling.

“It really doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all. ”

- You still have that habit.

“What? What habit? ”

- No, where else would it hurt? Is your mother home? Did you take your meds?

“Why don't you believe me? It doesn't hurt.”

Suddenly I feel sad. I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to meet her last weekend and cancelled the appointment unilaterally. I'm sure it was fine, but why is it so unfair and grumpy today? Can you cancel a promise that something happens when she likes me? My desire to pick up came up behind me beyond my neck. With just my lips, everything I disliked about it seemed to pop out without any rest.

“…… It's really okay. ”

However, the words reassure the opponent. It's become a habit to hide what hurts. I don't want anyone else to worry about me. She spills her squeezed smile over her handset.

“I'm going to sleep now, so call me back in a little bit. Okay?"

- Wait a minute.

“I'm hanging up.”

My head ached even more after hanging up the phone. Actually, there's no reason to be annoyed by the floor. Sometimes my mind is not in control. Is it because I'm still young? She prayed for this sad day to pass quickly for no reason. And may your life be no more.

I covered my head with a blanket and closed my eyes. A few days ago, I smelled better on my sheets. She calls this cozy smell sunshine. The source is Dad, or Mom? I felt better and better as I smelled it. The complaints about my friends who were spilling for no reason, and the annoyance about the floor also calmed down. I can feel a stable straight line drawing a random graph of emotions.

She slowly falls asleep.

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Her eyes were opened because of the sound of words. My mother was speaking in a slightly exaggerated voice. I wonder if he's talking to the publisher again. Or the one you said you didn't like a little?

‘That's better. ’

I turned my head to look at the clock. 5: 00 p.m. I think I slept for about six hours. I slept like I was unconscious, so I didn't even know I was asleep. Thanks to me, my body was droopy, but my headache was better. First of all, I'm hungry, so I'm sure it's better than morning. I grabbed the front of my slightly damp top and fluttered. The remaining sweat was washed away by the wind and my body was slightly cooled. It wasn't a bad cold. It feels refreshing.

As soon as I woke up, I remembered what I thought before I went to sleep.

‘What was the reason I was so depressed that I was going to cry? ’

It's no big deal, but you tried to cry with it. Every time I do this, I wonder if this is a woman's mystery or because I was taught that this is a girl's emotion.

“Hold still. '

When I was lying in bed in the drama and the angles became awkward, I remembered actors who shed tears. Could that scene have been the product of a profound testimony? I felt much better thinking I learned one. Great, great. I'm so great.

Kick, I laughed. Throw yourself out of bed and get up.

‘I should ask my mom to buy ice cream. ’

I could hear what ice cream was, but now I couldn't stand the urge to eat strawberry ice cream. I don't remember, but he said he had suffered from tonsils as a child. At that time, my dad said he bought me ice cream, and it tasted like strawberries. Whenever I get sick, I think of strawberry ice cream because of the memories my body has. Then my dad liked strawberries. Strawberry milk and strawberry ice cream. However, I remember that strawberries were not eaten well.

“Do you really think so? ”

I heard voices outside. My mom seemed to still be talking. But I also heard a man's voice faintly. I couldn't hear well if it was on the kitchen side. I wonder if she has a guest.

She looks down at her clothes once. It doesn't look weird at all. I carefully visited and looked in the living room. My mom looked up at the kitchen with her chin bent. Unlike the slightly elevated voice, his face was smiling. Maybe it was because it felt good.

“Mom, you have a visitor? ”

I called my mom small. My mom looks this way and smiles meaningfully.

“Huh."

“You want to say hello?”

I was a slowly nodding mother. Sometimes a man would come to my house. Of course, they were all related to the publisher. Oh, I've been there for an interview. My mom, she's doing pretty well.

I left the room quietly and closed the door. You see an open refrigerator at the end of the kitchen. Then one hand suddenly appeared and closed the refrigerator. A voice that comes next.

“Mother, please take a look at this liver. ”

…… Mother?

At that moment, I felt goosebumps all over my body. At the same time, I thought, "No, it's possible that he is." I quickly stepped into the kitchen. My mom's smile burst out from behind me. The moment I heard that smile, I was sure it was 100 percent.

“You awake?”

“You, you, you! ”

A floor that stands like its own in front of the stove. She looked at her mother once, and at the floor once. Both of them were smiling as if they had done something rash. The stages of confusion have been greatly outweighed. Going up was an outrage based on sighing.

“Why are you here? ”

“I took the bus. ”

“That's not what I'm asking. ”

“Lack of explanation? Once I got out of the house, I bought something for you and got on the 66 bus. I was lucky to get on it right away. And I got here by bus for exactly 53 minutes. ”

“ ……. ”

She squeezes her mouth shut and walks over the floor and twists her ear. Oh, I'd hate it less if I told him I was sick.

“Healthy people say it doesn't hurt to twist their ears, but it does. Mother, I think I'm quite healthy. ”

Oh, my god.

My head aches again.

One day, my mom picked up a spoon and dipped it in boiling soup. It was black and white, but you'll find the white is egg white, but you don't know what black is.

"Delicious."

"Glad to hear it. If it tastes good in your mother's mouth, you'll pass, right?"

"Wouldn't it be okay if she wasn't so picky?"

It was two people who were looking at each other and having a nice conversation. When did we become so close? She gets in the middle.

"Mom, what's she doing here?"

"Here you are."

"That's not it."

"It's not in here."

That was the floor talking. Wow, my hands and feet are like those who break bread with balls and mortars. She suddenly collapsed in your gag. I went into the room with a blank face because I felt like an idiot, too. I closed the door and lay on my bed and covered my duvet. I thought it would be better to go back to sleep. "

"Foot."

A smile burst out.

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Please love the stone. Your Majesty.

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It's raining. It's called Typhoon Sunset. Luckily, the Hazardous Hemisphere is called Japan. If you look at it, the hurricane will curve in front of the Korean Peninsula. The captain of the Legion's position is remarkable.

Those of you who go to work tomorrow, please be careful not to miss your school.

Sleep well, then!

Referrals, always appreciated. Thank you for the push!

Coupon! Thank you. You know, thanks to you.

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