read something beautiful on the sunday morning mint tea bag-end today:
“and what he greatly thought, he nobly dared.”–homer
it’s on. i’m so gonna dare.

oh to have the grace to say “peace be with you” when good intentions bring back sour rewards.
that is how i wanna live.
let this night pass away. otherwise, let the stars shine brighter.
 

there’s such a comfort in care-filled words.. enough to drive the monday’s funk away.
and that means a lot.
i’m exhausted but i think i’m gonna be okay.

i can’t remember the last time i was this sick. just a simple sore throat on saturday turned out to be a full blown flu (i think it’s a flu). i took tuesday & wednesday off. downing nyquil the first day & realizing it’s not working, i went without any meds on wednesday and suffered crushing headache all day long. i don’t wish this on anybody, no matter how much i hate ‘em.

i forced myself to come to work today. headache’s almost gone. a friend picked up some fresh mints & lemons from trader joe’s so i’ve been hydrating myself all day.

there was a man few months ago on the train i take. he had been extremely sick. he looked as if he would cough himself to death and everyone took notice. no one wanted to be around him but train gets packed during rush hour and some were unfortunate to end of standing next to him.

i saw him for few days though, still in his condition. i wondered if he works for a place with no sick time off. it’s possible.. maybe he has a cash paying job & doesn’t pay the taxes. maybe he has a wife and kids to feed at home. or overseas. he probably wanted to stay home and rest but couldn’t.

my heart goes out to that man in my sickness.

i saw him a while back. he was fine. no more nasty coughs, no more nasty looks from other passengers. everything back to normal.