I was at a lunch with some friends, & my friend, GeeGee was fidgeting like crazy, perspiring, and wouldn't sit still.
Then, he went out and came back smelling sugary sweet.
Or what I thought was sugary sweet.
And he was normal again.
Funny, with his usual stories.
And i was sick, to my heart.
For the two years I have known him, I have always smelt that sweet smell. and his uncontrollable shaking at times, his constant disappearances during the day and reappearances again with jokes, how he never got drunk ever.
And I looked around, and saw that we, all of us, were just tightly controlled masses of functioning disabilities