jeudi, octobre 28, 2010

the death of me

the only times i would wish for rain is during times like now. yes now - when i'm cooped up sick at home and unable to go for a run, tennis, whatever. if i can't have it you guys are not going to get it either!

being sick at home on a fabulous day is a bit like a child who has been left behind. the feeling of loss and loneliness as the outside world cruises along in the brilliant green.

surreal to be at home for 4 days now. still running a slight fever and blood test results are going to be out this evening.

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