new experiences in the realm of sick

[missperkins]

for the first time my voice is complete gravel. it goes high, it goes low, it fades out. the best part is i have no control. i honestly hope it doesn't come back til thanksgiving. longer would be better. i know that sounds aweful and will drive me crazy because i really insist on bringing my thoughts to life. but the freedom at work. not only that but i never know what will or won't come out of my mouth. i could do without the coughing, pain, exhaustion and phlegm but it could be worse.
mostly i'm lonely. i spend to much time concerning myself with people who don't appreciate my efforts. i like to think that they will miss me when i'm gone. they probably care as little as i think they do. that's work though.