I hate to be incessantly negative...but if I can't function because of being sick, what is the point?

Is the point to try anyway, just to see what happens and hope for the absolute best?

Pink Floyd's album "Wish You Were Here" has become the unofficial soundtrack to this period of my life...I sort of understand now why my dad liked them so much. There is this subtle nature to their music which grows on you...a bit why I like the more experimental parts of U2's catalog.

There, I wrote something, a statement which was not complaining or about me being sick.

The next step is to transition that idea to something a bit more everyday...such as weather, cats or maybe candy.

Wow...that is utterly random.

I wonder...