So why am I sitting here? I'm unfortunately sick, and while I feel like I'm wasting away precious summer days-ugh-my mom seemed quite amused at my sniffles. When I told her I have a fever she laughed and had nothing else to say but, "I wonder why". Its true, once school got out I barely spent any time at home, went to 4 concerts in a span of 8 days, a 2-night sleepover, and got maybe about 4-5 hours of sleep a night. No regrets right?, "You'll remember the nights you spent out, not in" , and all those other cliché sayings that make us believe that as a teen, staying home on a weekend night may be worse than getting grounded, at which then you have a solid reason why you have to stay home. Being sick is not just a viable reason because really, if you have a fever and can't breathe...there is not much more you could possibly do but sit and rest.
My mom says me getting sick is some weird sort of karma: to teach me a lesson to take some "down time" for myself sometimes. She even suggested I write about it on here to gain some insight...well, here I am and yet still...nothing. I mean I understand how she thinks I should sit back and recompose, but the more I think about me sitting here, the more frustrated I get. >:/
If anything more inspiring comes my way I'll be sure to let you know
sorry to be such a downer on the second day! When I get better I'll have more lightly things to say :)
My mom says me getting sick is some weird sort of karma: to teach me a lesson to take some "down time" for myself sometimes. She even suggested I write about it on here to gain some insight...well, here I am and yet still...nothing. I mean I understand how she thinks I should sit back and recompose, but the more I think about me sitting here, the more frustrated I get. >:/
If anything more inspiring comes my way I'll be sure to let you know
sorry to be such a downer on the second day! When I get better I'll have more lightly things to say :)
Much Love -Maddi
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