Sadly, it's not the reason you might be thinking of.
Today marks 1 week since I caught this shitty effing cold. Yeah, you're bound to get sick if you come from a country without seasons to one with all of them. Let's call it: my inauguration.
I hope this is the first time I get this one because feeling like this has not been enjoyable one bit. However, with all bad things, come good things [and vice versa]. It's allowed me slow down in my other activities.
If I had a bad night's sleep, that's okay cause I can wake up right before work. If my body feels heavy, that's okay cause you don't have to put effort in exercising. If I need to eat, the most basic meal will do cause it's not like I can taste much or like I'm hungry. Oh, and I don't leave the house so I save money on social interactions!
Can't believe I can actually see the silver lining in this one, but I do.
Last night when I was coughing like a heavy smoker at 2:30 am, I decided to watch a cheesy Netflix show to get my mind off of the coughing. It worked so well that I was crying from a love overflow. I would see the male main character and I would picture my current boyfriend. It's funny, but that had never happened to me before. I would usually think "I wish x, y, z were more like him" - but in this first-ever instance, I noticed that I was done wishing because I'm finally in something good.
I didn't sleep last night, but I'm so grateful that I didn't. I'm so grateful for the life I have right now.
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