"i'm not a invisible. i'm sort of just hidden. like a chameleon, but without the taste for insects." - elizabeth crane, when the messenger is hot
"why was fabulousness important? the world was a scary, sad place and adornment was one of the only ways she knew to make herself and the people around her forget their troubles." - francesca lia block, necklace of kisses
22.1.06
all alone
so mom's left. i'm all on my own, to feed myself and remember my medicine and make sure i drink enough. i'm much too tired and pitiful for this. i can't believe i have to go to school tomorrow. i went right to bed when she left, called l and a and left messages for them. a called me back after i'd napped a bit, we talked a long time, and she totally cheered me up. i made myself get out of bed, and i took a shower and changed clothes for the first time since the surgery. now i'm heating up some no chicken noodle and making fantastic split pea soup to take for lunch... and dinner tomorrow. i may not make it to my night class- but perhaps i'll be more energetic than i imagine. we'll just have to see. sigh. i just have to eat, then i can go back to bed.
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