Being Sick

Let me just say that being home sick SUCKS! I suppose it's nice to have a few days off from work, but really, who wouldn't rather be at work than sitting on the couch coughing up a lung? I know that I would have, but what was nice was that I got to watch a few movies that I normally wouldn't have watched in the presence of a 6 year old. Am I counting some blessings here...maybe so, but I like to try to look on the bright side.

What sucks the most is I missed my COFFEE! For some reason when I don't feel well, coffee doesn't set right with me, and I resort to herbal tea concoctions. I guess it's healthy and all, but I really missed my coffee...and my coffee companions. Life at the coffee shop has a pulse and beat all it's own, and I find it soothing and I enjoy it so much. The place has a heart, and it's always a bit different, depending on the time of day and the company around you, but the place is alive, I know that, and I feel it every time I walk through the door. I find myself wanting to be there, and these past few lung wrenching days have been no different. I felt not only sick, but lost in a sense because my routine was smashed to pieces AND I missed that place that grounds me. Maybe if I try a cup of coffee at lunch today, I will instantaneously feel better and I shall be CURED! (or....maybe not....)

When I'm home sick, not only do I miss my routine, my work (GO FIGURE!) and my Cafe, but I also go through that little spurt of melancholy, depending on how sick I feel. I get nostalgic for the past. I get thinking about how it must feel for people who can't leave their house because they are bedridden, or people who are sick all the time with lingering illnesses, how sad their lives must be. I realize how life spins on a dime and things can change in a heartbeat, and that scares me. I wish that a simple cold wouldn't send me into that sort of mindset, but again, sometimes it does, and all I want at that point is to feel better, to be back to myself again because somewhere between Ahhh and Choo, I lost the me that feels comfortable in her life.

I lose Me when I'm sick and that's what SUCKS the most!

I am hoping that I find Me soon and that my lungs magically put themselves back together and my watery eyes and runny nose run along and find someone else to abuse.