Friday, 9:51PM
Does anybody remember what happened in their life on any given Friday, at 9:51pm? Maybe you were hastily trying to order at a restaurant where the last order was at 10pm. Maybe you were dimming the lights for movie night. Maybe you were dimming the lights for something else. Maybe, if you were unfortunate, you were sitting at your office, cursing the ones posting Happy Weekend Instagram stories. But there is no way I will forget Friday 9:51pm. Because until that minute, I was the centre of everyone's attention. At 9:50pm, I had about 6 people around me, completely focused on me. But at 9:51, after a piercing wail rent the air, I was unceremoniously pushed to second place. Ridiculous how the ones who conquer us come out of our own bodies. *** The ones who had to be forcibly taken from my (apparently very cozy) uterus *** P.S. This is fiction, though I have had the chance to experience people coming out of my own body! Maybe this is a fitting end to the preg...
