i brought mum for a western dinner today and ordered chicken for her while i got myself a nice slab of beef. and i asked for my beef to be done medium rare.
i kinda regretted it a little when the meat came. no, it's not that the meat was not nice. it was good actually. i regretted a little becos when i cut a slice out of it and saw the blood ooze out, i immediately got reminded of my bad experience over biting my own tongue yesterday. eeeewwww... my mind went. blood! and even before i placed the beef in my mouth, i tasted my own blood. fresh from the deep gash created by my molars last evening. of cos, it was my mind playing tricks on me. but yeah, that was the momentary flash of senses that made me pause a little bit when i started my dinner.
then again, after that short few seconds, i decided to just numb myself a bit by gulping a large mouthful of red wine, and then go ahead and enjoy my dinner.
:-)
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