I am having a bad day. I woke up at 3:45 but was able to put myself back to sleep for about an hour. My arm is itching and I don't want to scratch it for fear I will get another big blotch on my arm. I think I have bronchitis again and am going to the doc this afternoon to confirm my fears. Here goes another round of antibiotics and cough syrup. My cough syrup tastes nasty. I keep thinking about Steve and about cry everytime I do. I have my sleep study tonight so no talking to Rex tonight. I did a piercing this morning instead of what I really wanted to do so now I have another hole in my head.

Ever have one of those days were it feels like the world is caving in?

Jbug