Its 8:30 in the morning.
I am sucking my finger desperately to stop the bleeding.Its just a small cut on my index finger but a big blow on my conscience reminding me of the dangers of being alone, having not a single relation to call in need.
I have no idea what i was hurrying for but i did drive my right hand too fast to wait for consulting my eyes and it bumped into a used blade inside my shaving cabinet injuring my poor index finger. "What the hell, i don't know any method to stop the bleeding", i abused myself. Here was an unexpected panic situation, i had no option but to rush to the nearest medical store for first aid.
Luckily its no serious wound except that it has caused me to think seriously about my cutoff-from-society status.
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