I'm the only one who can rescue me
Basically, insomnia thought it'd be cute to visit me tonight for the second night in a row.
You know, every time I think "maybe--just maybe, it's starting to go away" it comes back and hits me hard.
Which, of course, is cute because I'm sick enough as it is and my eyes are all bloodshot and my nose is clogged. I must look really attractive right now. *note sarcasm*
On a happy note, I had the most wonderful dream.
It started off horrendously.
I was in my living room on the couch and I was just crying nonstop. I have no idea what I was crying over or anything. And all of a sudden a person who felt like a complete stranger walked into the room, and it ended up being Matt. We held each other for a long time, even though I was slightly hesitant about it. And then out of nowhere, I dropped all of my resistance, looked up at him and managed "I've been waiting for you all my life." He got down on one knee and proposed.
Seeing all of that happen from a third person view was pretty awesome. Actually, it was quite beautiful. Oh, and by the way, that's the story of Matt and I's relationship in a nutshell, and minimized to about 45 minutes.
Anyways, the point is that I hate insomnia for waking me up from that. Due to lack of sleep, I temporarily lost much common sense. For instance, I was writing an email to Matt and I meant to type nose, but I typed "knows." Uhb-knock-shuhs.
In better news, I was planning a lot of stuff for today/tonight, and I can't do any of it because I'm sicker than dirt. I seriously feel like I might collapse of illness. Oh, and I'm desperately praying to any form of spirituality that will listen to not get an ear ache. I'm so scared of ear aches since last December when I got the worst one ever. Gosh, that was practically unbearable. Ear aches=cruel and unusual punishment. They seriously shouldn't be allowed.
I found my digi cam. Wee!
Oh, and I practically finished cleaning my room.
Hellz yes, I am proud.
Hahahahahahaha, hellz yes. How funny of me to type that.
You know, every time I think "maybe--just maybe, it's starting to go away" it comes back and hits me hard.
Which, of course, is cute because I'm sick enough as it is and my eyes are all bloodshot and my nose is clogged. I must look really attractive right now. *note sarcasm*
On a happy note, I had the most wonderful dream.
It started off horrendously.
I was in my living room on the couch and I was just crying nonstop. I have no idea what I was crying over or anything. And all of a sudden a person who felt like a complete stranger walked into the room, and it ended up being Matt. We held each other for a long time, even though I was slightly hesitant about it. And then out of nowhere, I dropped all of my resistance, looked up at him and managed "I've been waiting for you all my life." He got down on one knee and proposed.
Seeing all of that happen from a third person view was pretty awesome. Actually, it was quite beautiful. Oh, and by the way, that's the story of Matt and I's relationship in a nutshell, and minimized to about 45 minutes.
Anyways, the point is that I hate insomnia for waking me up from that. Due to lack of sleep, I temporarily lost much common sense. For instance, I was writing an email to Matt and I meant to type nose, but I typed "knows." Uhb-knock-shuhs.
In better news, I was planning a lot of stuff for today/tonight, and I can't do any of it because I'm sicker than dirt. I seriously feel like I might collapse of illness. Oh, and I'm desperately praying to any form of spirituality that will listen to not get an ear ache. I'm so scared of ear aches since last December when I got the worst one ever. Gosh, that was practically unbearable. Ear aches=cruel and unusual punishment. They seriously shouldn't be allowed.
I found my digi cam. Wee!
Oh, and I practically finished cleaning my room.
Hellz yes, I am proud.
Hahahahahahaha, hellz yes. How funny of me to type that.