Tagged: littlemisssunshine

I can’t seem to stop eating. I don’t know if it’s for comfort or just a general bear-like impulse to bulk up the winter stores before hibernation, thanks to the descending darkness and general gloom of the season. It’s hard to get out of bed in the mornings. It’s hard not to go back to it when the sun never shows it’s face and it rains for 3 days straight. It’s relatively warm or all this rain would be snow. Anyway, I can’t seem to stop. I hate when I get like this; it feels like it takes a gargantuan...

All day the sun shone in a blue sky and the smell of lilacs was intoxicating. They’ve burst into multi-colored firework-blossom bombs of purple and white and lavender beauty. The chestnut trees have candled and the bright multi-hued greens of spring are evening out into that solid summer wall of verdant emerald. I can’t reconcile myself to the fact that a friend is dying.

I hate this mood.

My rilly rilly good mood of 2 days ago seems to be evaporating. Fizzling out. Going slowly up in smoke. You have been warned.

I am considerably in awe of, quite dismayed by, and frankly, a bit threatened by the human body’s ability to manufacture mucus. If only I could harness this power in some much less disgusting way! I’d make a fortune! When sick, your whole world narrows down to the physical sensations that tend to consume all conscious thought. Things hurt that don’t usually hurt, calling your otherwise oblivious attention to them. You didn’t even know you HAD muscles there, much less that they could ache so much. Suddenly every square millimeter of space occupied by your sinuses becomes of utmost importance:...