That wine bottle

By Marie Sevs on November 15, 2018

There are feelings that are hard to eat, swallow and even digest. They are almost impossible to name either. So here is one of those indescribable feelings that you may or may have not felt and what should you do about it.

The feeling:

The one when you’re home alone and decide to indulge the moment and spoil yourself a little, so you slowly make your way to the kitchen and carefully take out the glass from the nearest shelf and observe the wine bottle in front of you, for which feels like an eternity, until you finally find the guts to fully pour up the fragile glass in your hands.

How to eat it:

Find a justifiable reason for making your liver work twice as hard and your heart rate increase I don’t know how much. Make sure your dizziness won’t affect your loved ones and drink up the whole thing.

Marie Sevs

Born in Yerevan. Started writing poetry-like short works at a very young age. Filled over 5 diaries over time, only kept 3. Carries her brown leather notebook and a pen everywhere because a writer has no specific place for writing. Writes short fiction and non-fiction stories, and poetry. Working on writing longer pieces as the time goes on.

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