Hello, Little Fatso of Kindergarten, Goodbye

Bang-x · Published on February 1, 2021

The light next door flicks off, and the glow around me dims a little.

A suffocating weight descends.

The occasional drill noise from the doorway bores into my skull—

flashes of spinning images, too fast to tell if it’s dizziness or delusion.

The ache in my body presses in, relentless.

My mind knows clearly—Little Fatso is out wreaking havoc again.

Yet I can’t rein him in.

But after 600 days together, we’ve grown familiar with each other’s presence.

This intrusive way of coexisting.

Just step into the sunlight and breathe.

It’s not like I’ve practiced this often,

but somehow, I can almost feel the photosynthesis of leaves —

standing in the sunlight, stepping into its warmth, letting it seep through me.

And just like that, Little Fatso quiets down.

Maybe he’s just a sun-loving, peace-seeking chubby soul.

Who knows how long we’ll walk side by side?

For now, let’s try not to disturb each other too much.

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