What agony tastes like. Every nerve in my entire mouth, screaming. The room, spinning. The air, ringing. Can’t think. Can’t move. Every beat of my heart shooting pain as the nerves re-stimulate. Sometimes I still feel echoes of the pain. It has been twenty years. Just smelling the blend of other seasonings commonly used reawakens the flashbacks. Some part of me is still in that restaurant, still suffering, even now…
I will never eat Thai food again.
i don’t see what the car owner is so frowny-faced for, the car is working bizarrely well and the repairs were lightning fast, that’s worth every penny!