Pulse

Pulse

Today was incredibly rough. Still processing.

Lungs

Lungs

Just can’t seem to shake this chest cold. Second day in bed. Drank orange juice and Mucinex like it was my job. Watched almost the entire second season of “Friday Night Lights”. Going stir-crazy laying here all day– I’m just…

Inert

Inert

Sick. Nothing worth saying. Head is cloudy. Throat hurts. Hacking cough. Pressure in lungs. Spent the day in bed watching baby and crime shows, sipping small amounts of liquid and drifting in and out of consciousness.

Work in Progress

Work in Progress

Man. I feel happy. I’ve been almost ebullient all day, lost in this deep sense of peace and sweetness and joy I haven’t felt in– like, FOREVER. I don’t know. It’s amazing. I let go of a lot of stuff…