I really don’t like being sick, because it’s so…annoying. I feel like I haven’t had energy in so long and I would be most happy if my coughing would go away. And I wanted to write an entry in here tonight about music and its intoxicating effect on our emotions and its mirroring of our deepest pleadings of our heart…and the joys and dangers thereof. BUT. I am sick. And therefore my energy to write is rapidly waning. I am displeased with myself. So, hold me to this promise to write that entry some other time…when my strength matches my will!
And now it’s time for dinner and bed. Hurrah for the simple things of life!
Something Weird 