Shake Shake
It was just one of those afternoons that we spend together; my Baby and I. We sat there on a concrete bench in the park surrounded by plants, trees and cicadas. We went on talking and talking since it was a day that we just settled to rest on a park (away first from the walks in the mall and handsome dinners).
At the corner of my eye, all of a sudden, I noticed a white hairy thingy on my right elbow. To my greatest shock, disgust, and reflex, I scrambled up on my feet and started shaking my right arm crying, "Oh my god!! Oh, my god!!!"
My Baby asked me what it was.
It was a disgusting caterpillar on my arm. And worse, when I shook it off, it landed on my left arm. I started shaking and shaking and scrambling and yelling. I was scandalous in the whole park that we both agreed to leave the place. When we were walking outside, I couldn't calm down. I was in my greatest paranoia. I still thought that freaking caterpillar was somewhere on my body. I even asked my Baby to peek at my pants to see if that damned thing crawled into the depths of my being.
I was trying to calm down. But I couldn't shake the feeling that it was still in me until I took a shower that night.
I felt embarassed with my Baby. It was the first time ever that my Baby saw me so scared in my whole life because I'm the bolder and stronger one in the couple.
But it was no big deal. My Baby reaasures acceptance about my fears and even ANYTHING about me. And I'm so glad I'm contented with how things go with us.
Even if a bug gets in the way (and I'm not just talking about a caterpillar.. ;p)
At the corner of my eye, all of a sudden, I noticed a white hairy thingy on my right elbow. To my greatest shock, disgust, and reflex, I scrambled up on my feet and started shaking my right arm crying, "Oh my god!! Oh, my god!!!"
My Baby asked me what it was.
It was a disgusting caterpillar on my arm. And worse, when I shook it off, it landed on my left arm. I started shaking and shaking and scrambling and yelling. I was scandalous in the whole park that we both agreed to leave the place. When we were walking outside, I couldn't calm down. I was in my greatest paranoia. I still thought that freaking caterpillar was somewhere on my body. I even asked my Baby to peek at my pants to see if that damned thing crawled into the depths of my being.
I was trying to calm down. But I couldn't shake the feeling that it was still in me until I took a shower that night.
I felt embarassed with my Baby. It was the first time ever that my Baby saw me so scared in my whole life because I'm the bolder and stronger one in the couple.
But it was no big deal. My Baby reaasures acceptance about my fears and even ANYTHING about me. And I'm so glad I'm contented with how things go with us.
Even if a bug gets in the way (and I'm not just talking about a caterpillar.. ;p)
