Friday, March 31, 2017
I had a terrible stomach ache last night. When I was supposed to be writing my Slice, I was instead lying in bed coaxing my tummy to relax. Before I knew it, I awoke at 1:45, disoriented, lights on, holding my phone tightly in my hand above my head. I'm not sure how long I was holding it above my head. Was it flying there, waving in the air, the entire time? For about 5 hours? My arm isn't sore today, so perhaps it wasn't. Either way, I missed another entry and am making up for it now. I'll post more tonight, the 31st, my final Slice. Number 31 is always so bittersweet.