Tuesday, February 9, 2010

my hopes went up and crashed back down

You weren't there today. You were sick. Today I played piano for some girls, and that was pretty brilliant. I little later, I felt like death. I sat on the bus and concentrated on just holding on that extra minute, sweating and dreaming of sleep, and relief. I got home and slept for two hours. I woke up feeling like that moment when the sun sweeps over your skin and warms your whole being. Blissful relief.

Everything's fucking wonderful, even when your classes consist of seventy people and the math class you should be in isn't available, due to the fact that the class in question is during a period with two classes already scheduled in it.

I'm glad just to be away from that edge-of-death feeling.

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