It’s not weird, is it?
Posted on | December 17, 2007 | Comments Off
On my desk at home, I have a small battery. Specifically, it’s a CR2430 battery and it’s there to remind me that I need to order one to replace it as it’s worn-out. It’s a shiny, metal disc of just under an inch in diameter.
Every time I see it, I really, really want to eat it. I don’t know why. Something to do with the shape and size – circular, slightly rounded on one face, flat on the other. I’ve never felt any inclination to eat other batteries of any kind. Nor have I ever, even in my youth, felt any urge to eat coins or small change.
But something about this… Every time. Every single time. I can even feel what it would be like going down my throat and plopping, coldly into my stomach. I can feel my throat tighten slightly at the alien difference of it.
What’s the story? Am I weird?
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Gerry Hayes
I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and debase my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.
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