who am i, that i somehow enjoy being sick? i woke up this morning, and i could feel it already - you know how when you're sick, your skin gets sensitive all over.. and of course it was an extra effort to slide myself out of bed.. it occurred to me that i just wanted this day to be over as quickly as possible.
of course, now it's going as slowly as possible - no.. slower. it's only third hour. it may as well be first, the way i feel. the only reason i'm online is because if the computer didn't keep me awake, i'd probably not be able to get to my next class.
and somehow, i'm glad about it. i don't necessarily enjoy pain, misery, or any of those moods/feelings, but it occurs to me that i could be much more miserable. maybe it's because being sick is different, both from every other day and from every other person. as if being american here wasn't different enough.
so now i'm sitting here, listening to as many yuki kajiura songs as i've got, and feeling half-stifled in my mackinac hoodie. but of course, if i took it off, i'd be even worse off. there's nobody online, and yet i still sit and disturb the french class behind me with this noisy keyboard.
and i'm happy about it.
i don't understand myself...
ShadowNymph · Thu Jun 16, 2005 @ 09:17am · 0 Comments |