All tied up in knots
Well, the last few days have been a blur. It all started Wednesday morning at work. I hadn't been feeling well for a few weeks, but Wednesday I felt so horrible that I had to drag myself home from work and back into bed. When I felt a little better, I went back to work. My fellow researchers were concerned that I had appendicitis, and they dragged me to the hospital. I spent about 7 hours in the ER being poked and prodded. And tricked into having an IV line! Anyway, they found a cyst. I still feel like the bottom of a shoe though. I don't know what I'll end up doing about this cyst o' mine.
I drove to Syracuse to pick up my grandmother. It's about an eleven hour round-trip drive. Inbetween driving, I dyed Easter eggs with my two little cousins. They liked my braids so much that they just couldn't stop pulling on them.
Today we had a family dinner, which seemed strange because we never celebrate Easter. Now I feel worn down and disconnected.
I had a dream last night that I was an artist living in Amsterdam. Everything in my dream was brilliantly colored. I once read about a house in Amsterdam that was only about as wide as a door, but was tall and long front to back. I think I want to buy that house.
I drove to Syracuse to pick up my grandmother. It's about an eleven hour round-trip drive. Inbetween driving, I dyed Easter eggs with my two little cousins. They liked my braids so much that they just couldn't stop pulling on them.
Today we had a family dinner, which seemed strange because we never celebrate Easter. Now I feel worn down and disconnected.
I had a dream last night that I was an artist living in Amsterdam. Everything in my dream was brilliantly colored. I once read about a house in Amsterdam that was only about as wide as a door, but was tall and long front to back. I think I want to buy that house.