1.01.2009

self control

When I am sober, I never hiccup more than once. It just takes a second of sitting still, of consciously suspending my breathing, and I can stop myself before the second hiccup hits. I didn't realize this ability was contingent on my sobriety. But it is. Because last night, damnit, I hiccuped once, and then again and again, and no amount of willpower or stillness could touch them. I was powerless, and laughing, and making bracelets out of glow sticks, and eating guacamole, and sipping champagne, and feeling so utterly grateful for the friends who surrounded me, and I was hiccuping.

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