Monday

So, yesterday was a hint for today's condition.
Sick.

Yet, even though I feel icky, I have this want to do everything.
Like make wall art out of spoons.
Get a tattoo.
Or a piercing.
Go to Switzerland.
Alter the pile of clothes in my closet that "aren't quite right."
Get a mani.
And a pedi.
Get married.
Make a demo album.

Heck, even take a shower.

Who does this? I'm sick, for gosh sakes.
Someone should come slap me.