Showing posts with label I have a cold. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I have a cold. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

When I Am Sick


My face looks a lot like thisI am always looking for theseI am found in the fetal position often.There's a reason I married someone 6 feet tall.

It is officially the only time in my existence when I don't crave this

I always want to do this
I don't want to leave my house
If only this really was my home. Then I might not want to leave even when I was healthy.

Just in case you don't know yet - I have a cold. I hate it. I can't stand the way your body feels like it has no muscles. How when you try to get up and move it hurts. How I am feeling hungry but don't want any food. None of it tastes good or looks good.

Here is my very stern letter to the cold

Dear Cold,

Why did you decide to infect me while I am in school? How inconsiderate of you! I have a hard enough time making myself study while in good health, you think I am going to get to classes and study when I feel like a puddle of flesh? No, Cold. No. Now, I'd appreciate it if you would make this a quickie and get up on out of here sometime like.. tomorrow. Yeah, that would be nice.

I hate every bit of your black soul,

Whitney

I hope it get's this letter soon.