I hate being sick. It ruins everything. It sucks my energy. It clogs my creativity. It fogs my brain. And it only happens when I don’t have time to be sick.
I have papers to write, tests to study for, research to do. But I just want to curl up with a cup of tea and a big blanket and my cat.
I can’t focus in class. And I can’t miss class. And I can’t just lay around when I have so much to do.
I really don’t have time for baking or parties or Call the Midwife, season 2.
I don’t have time to blog about not having time.
I need to do something
I need to.