i am feeling much better today, most likely due to the fact that it is finally friday. for a short week, these days have dragged by slower than... i don't even know. sloths?
yesterday it literally hurt so bad i just cried myself to sleep under my covers at, oh, one in the afternoon. three hours later i dragged myself over to albertus to listen to a not-even-mandatory bio seminar (further evidence of insanity, i am convinced). i sat there and comprehended absolutely nothing. bartoe was going on and on about dioxins and axins and neurons and all sorts of smart things and i sat there and thought about how i could never, ever in a million years conduct all that research and create all those charts and kill all those lab mice.
it's terrible. i can't even tell you what it was really about, other than at one point there was an enzyme dubbed "PICK1" and i thought to myself: philosophy.
after dinner with danny o and alyssa (liv was on federal hill with circolo italiano! oh, the jealousy within!) i came back and worked on my chem lab for a few hours. when i just could not take it any more, i took a hot shower to clear my mind then went over steve's for some dodgeball. ("if you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball.") it was a hilarious end to a notsofun day.
i woke up this morning when my alarm went off at 915 and was overjoyed that i was able to look out the window at the gray sky without flinching and needed to retreat back under the comforter. knock on wood, i think a night of laughs and good company was just the cure i needed. (it was either that or the 10 extra strenth tylenol i downed over the course of yesterday.) not in any mood to tackle the tail end of that lab, i lay there with my thoughts and i realized just how much i prefer taking care of others than taking care of myself.
Not Myself (jm = guilty pleasure)
Suppose I said
I am on my best behavior
there are times
I lose my worried mind
Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
Suppose I said
Colors change for no good reason
words will go
From poetry to prose
Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
And I, in time, will come around
I always do for you
Suppose I said
You're my saving grace?
Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?
Would you want me when I'm not myself?
Wait it out while I am someone else?