?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Calling from the past… | Whirling into the future…

Pain, Fever Dream…




It's 3:10 AM. I lay down in the evening thinking that I was going to be out a mere half hour but the next thing I knew I'm waking up to the same pain I fell asleep to. I've slept through my meds, and the only reason my temperature is as low as it is sits in my grade fridge—a high quinine rasberry-cranberry tonic water I mixed myself.


…different reason. I like the bitter bite of tonic.


I woke with pain a few hits minutes ago. My pills are hours late.


I hope I don't oversleep…

Recently…

February 2018
S M T W T F S
    123
45678910
11121314151617
18192021222324
25262728   

Tags

The music of the spheres

Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by yoksel