There is dirt between the dirt.

I am sick again.

I hate my stupid immune system and my RSD. I hate Epstein-Barr. But alas, all I can do is sit here being sick, listening to more M. Ward than my sweet teen mind can handle.

Perhaps I will attempt that utterly confusing geometry homework that I so graciously received.

Perhaps I will finish watching State of Play.

Perhaps I will write a really inspiring blog post about unification through individualism.

Perhaps I will draw for Ezra. He does want me to.

Perhaps I will read Fahrenheit 451. {That book deserves and entire post to itself!}

I have a feeling that that geometry assignment will bother me relentlessly until I finish it.

argh.