each itch

is annoying

is a metaphor

is totally useless

is an abomination meant to make me lose my sanity and think of the stupidest things to do like scraping my skin off

is an asshole. nearly 2 in the morning and i'm ranting about all these red spots covering my body that every now and then would call on my fingers to release that f-ing itch trapped inside each of them

just arrived from the medical city, which we visited after unloading my strains evsem stuff, which i brought while eating dinner with the blueREP core in the middle of their evsem meeting, which started while i was on my way down from baguio.

don't get me wrong. i had a blast in baguio with strainers who are now more convinced of what we are really doing [not that we weren't convinced before]. totally had a blast, you guys. but i'll share everything about that evsem later

let me first talk about these red spots covering my body. maybe they're caused by those bugs that crawled on to my feet while doing this whole treasure hunt game thing with the other strainers. maybe. they're all dead by now and cursing them to rot in hell would do no one no good.

after 4 trips to the bathroom just to cleanse myself of eeky itchiness and asking for a glass of hot water at seattle's and after trying on this cold pack straight from the fridge and buying this skin disease ointment and following noel's idea of placing a hot compress and applying louie's caladryl ointment and after countless it-ain't-itchy chants to self and countless scratch-it-while-it's-itchy moments and countless burts of waaaaaaaaaa, they're still there. and multiplying

waaaaaaaaaa

each itch is a reminder of that delicate balance between what's good and what's bad
each itch is mother nature's slap in the face
each itch is itchy. terribly itchy