I've been thinking a lot lately, mostly because I've quarantined myself due to sickness, but also because I find myself having a lot to think about; a sort of perpetual state for me. I haven't been this sick in years, and it's frustrating because I'm not too sick to go to work, or maybe I am, but I can still function, and I'm still well enough to eat. Still, my head pounds and I have trouble regulating my body temperature. Enough of this. I want to get better. I feel like a little kid who broke her arm and is thinking of all the things she'll do when she gets the cast off.