why does my immune system hate me?

i'm on my 4th day of being sick. matt bought me two boxes of tissues and i've gone through both of them already. drinking tea like a madwoman... and eating things that i can't even taste. i'm staying away from sweets and dairy. lastnite we had such a great dinner.... grainy bread with homemade guacomole, homemade hummus, and tons of cut up veggies from radishes to cucumbers...  couldn't taste a thing. so depressing, especially when i look forward to actually having an appetite for once.

the weather is so beautiful. and it's hard to find the motivation to get ready. yesterday, i HAD to mail a letter i wrote for my grandpa that i've been putting off, and so i made my way outside and headed to the post office... and along the way went grocery shopping. it knocked out all the energy i had in me. i really wanted to lay outside in the grass and read but once we got back home all i wanted was to hug the bed and my box of tissues.

today will be 70 degrees and the sun is shining through the windows. i'm drinking tea, and staring at a banana that sits next to echinacea and homeopathic pills. i'm drinking this stuff called vincentka, a water from moravia that has healing benefits, apparently. it tastes like sprite with salt, without the syrup and sweetness... ugghhh.

ohh, the routine of being sick, sitting on the computer allllll day is making me crazy. hopefully this weekend will look up for my health!

for now i will leave you with this;

ray of light.