Gone

I woke up quite early this morning. Some thing did not feel right. I am fat, I know. But it felt like I could not move properly. My body felt really heavy. Heavier than what I weigh. I attributed it to a just concluded bout with asthma (and partly to my natural laziness). I decided not to go to work.

Tried to go back to sleep. It would not work. My mind would not shut down. It was constantly tossing around incoherent thoughts. I know I was thinking about something but I could not figure out what that something was.

The cellphone buzzed. My favorite cousin was on the other end. She bore bad news.

Lola, say hello to heaven.