Keeping Time

I’ve never really had much faith in medicine. I’ve always tried to tough things out, ’cause I figure, hell, the headache will simply go away, right? No need to pop a pill every time somethings not perfect. On a similar note of health, today was the first time I had been sick in a while. I’d say I’m rarely sick, probably due to my ridiculous pride.

I’ve also never enjoyed sleeping in too late. I can see a few hours, but past noon is just a waste of time in my opinion. But today, for the first time (aside from a few water and bathroom breaks), I basically slept until about four. Granted, I felt like shit the entire time, so I wasn’t exactly asleep, more like basking in my misery while trying to fall asleep, but hey, who says that isn’t sleep?

But then I got up, took some medicine, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t feel better in about an hour. Just like that. Damn you medicine and your ability to work. I still don’t believe in you.

Also, fuck school. If I miss one god damn day, it shouldn’t fuck me up for the rest of the entire fucking year.