state of blah
I'm just tired, and I don't know why.
this morning, walking to class, I could feel the old filters slipping back into place, the ones that I worked so hard to make go away.
You'd think I'd be used to being sick, and, really, I am. But, I hate the feeling of knowing that I'm sick, and knowing that there is nothing that I, nor doctors even, can do about it....
like I said, blah...
this morning, walking to class, I could feel the old filters slipping back into place, the ones that I worked so hard to make go away.
You'd think I'd be used to being sick, and, really, I am. But, I hate the feeling of knowing that I'm sick, and knowing that there is nothing that I, nor doctors even, can do about it....
like I said, blah...