ii. books are beautiful. they take me away from my sick body and brighten up my thoughts.
iii. it is amazing how much time i get to think when i am all alone in my room. i ponder, i muse, and i dream about anything and nothing in particular.
iv. mothers are angels. seriously. i have never been more thankful for my mother today. i wish i could speak so i could tell her so.
v. i have discovered that being sick allows me more screen time.
vi. (to be honest, i don't think my parents entirely agree on that.)
vii. i miss my family. i can hear them but i can't be a part of them. it makes me see how much i take for granted.
(i apologize for how scatter-brain this post may seem, but sometimes i need to just be me)