Apr 19, 2009

Poor me

It's 9am and this day is a write off already. Sleepless night followed dodgy breakfast and vomitting. Now my eyes are bleary and bloodshot and my chin is bruised like I had an argument with a fist.

Too nauseous to take a pill for headache. Too nauseous too sleep. Too nauseous to even lie down. Drinking water in the kitchen, hoping that it won't come up again. In the market for a cool hole to bury myself in and never come out again.

2 comments:

birdofparadox said...

(((hugs)))

Hope you feel better soon

Mór Rígan said...

Thanks Bird *hugs you back* me too