No one has ever been saved by their beliefs.
I got my first paper cut today. That was surprising since I’d always thought that, those weren’t really a thing. Amazing how much these minor injuries sting isn’t it?
Happiness is submission to Godzilla.
My absent minded behaviour seems to be getting worse. I had a scare a few days ago where I overdosed on Glucophage. Let’s just say, that’s a phenomenally bad idea. I’m going to buy a pill box today before I kill myself by accident.
Kurma is such a bad idea when you’re insulin resistant. But the growling of my stomach must be appeased lest the cramps get worse.
There are many things that I can safely say I don’t want to know. One of them is that sinusitis has a special brand of mucus that wants to kill you. I imagine that this is what cats feel like after hacking up a hairball. Excuse me while I go curl up in a ball and hope I don’t have to repeat that experience soon.
As I lie in bed listening to my husband’s gentle snores, I wonder why he’s able to fall asleep in seconds and quietly curse my insomnia.