Tuesday, June 18, 2013

At the birthday party in the park on Saturday I tried a piece of cake and the frosting was the sweetest thing I’d ever tasted in my life. It was supernaturally sweet, sweeter than a spoonful of sugar. Like that sweetest substance on earth from the Guinness Book of Word Records, 1977. It convulsed me like a shock.

Later in the afternoon I drifted off to sleep in the armchair. After a few minutes I awoke with a start, not sure who I was, where I was.