Tuesday. 5:30pm Los Angeles. Apartment.
So I sit here in silence waiting for darkness to creep in. The whole day I've been feeling like a little child who's been robbed of her crayons. Helpless and very loser-like.
I tried online movies on Netflix and I ended up watching 10 minutes of each one I thought I might like.
I tried playing with my cat Juliet but I figured I needed to see all my loved ones first before she ends me.
It's unpleasant to be sick but it sure is the best time to be selfless and not spread any sort of virus to our entire department at work.
What am I complaining about?
I have been longing for quietness - now I have none but total silence.
Life is Good.
