Hack hack cough cough
Been spittin' up phlegm, filling up my tummy with it so I don't have much of an appetite.
I don't have much of an appetite this week anyhow. It's just been one bad thing after the other.
Laptop getting stolen, the thing with Joe and anxieties, falling ill, being depressed and angry at myself.
I slept for 14 hours and could do it more. I could sleep forever.
Sometimes.
My eyes are like two balls of salt sitting in my skull.
I hate being sick.
Life experiences somehow punches holes into my chest.

Things will be better.