I went to church this morning to watch my 9 yr old niece play the piano. There was my mum,dad,sister,nephew and brother in law. So I thought I would show the christmas spirit and come along. (I'm not really religious)
I was out last night and had a few drinks as you do on a christmas eve and woke up this morning feeling ropey but OK.
I was quitely sat on the front row following the service with my video camera in hand to film my nieces perfromance.
20 minutes in I started to get itchy feet.The room began to close in.So I bowed my head waiting for this rush of hang over to pass.
About 3 mins later the priest started walking up and down with the incense swaying it to-and-fro the he started to address the congregation.
All went quiet
Suddenly this wave of nausia overcame me. I could feel myself going white I began to panic.
I knew I was going to barf
The problem was I was sat against the wall so I was trapped by a row of people, they were all kneeling down listing to the priest.
I knew if I didn't make a run for it now I would spray chunks all over the organist
I jumped to my feet jumped up on the seats and ran across the seating with my hand over my mouth. I got to the aisle and ran.
I could see people with open mouths looking at me from either side in suprise it was horrible.
I got to the big wooden door at the entrance to the church but couldn't for the life of me get it open. I turned the big iron ring left then right and couldn't open the latch!
I fumbled some more and finally the door creaked open....
I could see the light!
I ran through the hall and met with the freezing cold air penetrating my nostrils.
I ran around the corner as I saw a nun coming towards the door.
The wet grass beneath my feet I blew chunks and for a split second had an epiphany.
This insight was brought on by god or by being sick I cannot tell. But whatever it was it was the most bizarre christmas morning I have ever experienced.
I was out last night and had a few drinks as you do on a christmas eve and woke up this morning feeling ropey but OK.
I was quitely sat on the front row following the service with my video camera in hand to film my nieces perfromance.
20 minutes in I started to get itchy feet.The room began to close in.So I bowed my head waiting for this rush of hang over to pass.
About 3 mins later the priest started walking up and down with the incense swaying it to-and-fro the he started to address the congregation.
All went quiet
Suddenly this wave of nausia overcame me. I could feel myself going white I began to panic.
I knew I was going to barf
The problem was I was sat against the wall so I was trapped by a row of people, they were all kneeling down listing to the priest.
I knew if I didn't make a run for it now I would spray chunks all over the organist
I jumped to my feet jumped up on the seats and ran across the seating with my hand over my mouth. I got to the aisle and ran.
I could see people with open mouths looking at me from either side in suprise it was horrible.
I got to the big wooden door at the entrance to the church but couldn't for the life of me get it open. I turned the big iron ring left then right and couldn't open the latch!
I fumbled some more and finally the door creaked open....
I could see the light!
I ran through the hall and met with the freezing cold air penetrating my nostrils.
I ran around the corner as I saw a nun coming towards the door.
The wet grass beneath my feet I blew chunks and for a split second had an epiphany.
This insight was brought on by god or by being sick I cannot tell. But whatever it was it was the most bizarre christmas morning I have ever experienced.
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