Slow Motion
Music pulsing, heartbeats pounding and all I can think about is how my big toe is falling asleep, how my left knee is about to lock but I'm pushing past it because I love this song - this band. While everyone doesn't want it to end, I'm counting down how many songs I have left until I can sit down and not get up for a while. I won't sit until I know because everything hurts more after I sit and then try to get back up. This has been my most common rant since I can remember of wanting to be "normal." My definition of normal is much different than yours, that's for sure. My normal means being able to stand in lines without having to lean on something. My normal means being able to go for a run without wanting to die from my knee trying to kill me. My normal means not feeling sick and like I need to sleep for four days after a long day. Instead, I feel like I miss out on so many things because my body is holding me back. My friends wo