Thinking about anything else besides the fact that I am sick is growing increasingly hard. I am still trying to awake from my Nyquil induced coma. The grogginess is a simple reminder of why I don't usually take it. Luckily my sore throat is gone for the most part, but now it has migrated to my nose, head, and chest. All I can think about is running, so I think I might just brave it and hope that I don't pass out from lack of oxygen.
There is plenty of things that are on my mind right now that I would like to write about, but I think I will refrain from anything that requires any critical thinking. My brain is so foggy. Darn you Nyquil I hate you.
Well the bummer side of today is that my brother is at the Sacramento Airport right now about to fly back to Virginia. I wish he could just stay here forever. That would be nice. I can picture myself all movie style rushing to the airport and running down the terminal yelling "Stop! Don't go!" but unfortunately I took Nyquil and am in no condition to drive or run down airport terminals. Sorry brother. Next time I am chasing you down though.
Well I think I am done for now, I might write something really dumb... or probably already did.