Winter Blues.

Sick again. Ugh.
Have been communicating in unintelligible croaks and indecipherable expressions. Explains the urge to type out long words for no apparent purpose, communicative or aesthetic.
There are times when the futility of people's elaborate ploys to cover their transparent motives seems endearing. This is not one of those times. What a ridiculous species we are...how horribly full of ourselves and this notion of seeking deeper truths.
Growth, Reproduction and Metabolism. It seems to sufficiently explain the magical mystery of life right now.
Want to stay isolated in my room for the next fifteen days with sporadic pampering from ma and the demanding bundle of fur. Want sunlight and coffee and productive hours.


Suddenly Inexplicably Irritated.