My ribs hurt today. I woke up with another coughing fit that resulted in vomiting. I have no idea where I got this from, but it sucks. At least I can talk again today. It's ridiculously obvious that I'm still sick, but I can speak again. I'll probably go to work tomorrow. Not much is required of me on Sundays. With my luck there will be a standby so the hardest part will be to stay awake. I might call off Monday if I'm not feeling any improvement.

When you over-analyze a situation, you tend to think things that aren't true. Most times it makes you think there's something going on that isn't. You create a coincidence in your head, or a variety of them, and you try to string them together in order to make yourself feel better. Or worse; whichever is the wanted outcome. I'm pretty sure I'm over thinking this, but I can't help but hold on to the idea that it's a really odd coincidence.

{Reading back over this months/years from now, I won't have any idea what I was talking about. Which is fine with me. Sometimes it's better that way.}

I'm thinking about getting back in to therapy. At least for a little while. It helped last time; there's no reason it wouldn't help this time so long as I allow the help. I've done a little bit of research and I have a place I'm going to call on Monday, when I get home from work {if I don't stay home sick} and see what I can do.

It's supposed to be sunny on my birthday. I'm not okay with that. A month ago, when the super extended forecast was out, it said it would be 59 and rainy. Now it's saying 70 and sunny. I want the old forecast to be true. I want it to get to the point where it's raining and cloudy for days on end and people start complaining about how it hasn't been sunny in over a week.

It'll also be really nice when we only get 8 hours of daylight. Maybe I should move to Alaska.

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