I'm sick. In form of all I can eat is bread and water. Which leaves me very weak. I don't want to be creative. I don't want to think about things. I just want to be better-which I will be very soon. Mind over matter folks.
I am leaving for Italy on Friday for a 10 day road trip with my dear friend Roby. We are renting a car and driving to Italy. That's about how far we have planned for this. Well we want to drive to find swimsuit weather, but apparently the bridge to Sicily isn't going to be done until 2013. The break starts this Friday, don't think it is gonna work out.
I am going to sleep now. Well maybe. This sickness doesn't really provide for good sleep either. Restless. MIND OVER MATTER. I'll drink some water. And what also makes me really angry is the fact I have a futsal tournoi tonight and I can't play. Well maybe I'll sneak in. I mean I'll go, but maybe I'll sneak on the pitch. Roby and CP will never know.....
from France with mittens,