Tuesday, February 26, 2013

A home.

Yeah. My little brother made a home. Complete with everyone except himself.







Sickness.

I'm sitting in my class, sick. Being sick blows. Nothing is the way it seems and it seems to take forever to get better. There are things that comfort me (as I'm sure there are for everyone). I like to shower with my wife's soap. I like hot chocolate. Some CHiPs! Is always good. Reading something in paper form. I have long grown away from a favorite blanket or anything like that. I will smell my kids blankets or whatever if I miss them though. One thing that was completely different and unique to me was when I was sick with Trench Mouth. I felt so bad and asked my wife to sing to me. She thinks she doesn't sing too well so she played me a favorite song of ours. The point I'm taking the long way to make is that, tonight, it will be a good night. Though I'm sick, I have things around that will comfort me. You should too ;)