This is what I look like all day.


I am sick. There is no trick of shades and computer magic to that image, that darkness over my face is the shadow everyone sees of me, all day long.

I can never write when I am sick. When I try what comes out is usually awkward thoughts that fall off the page and end up taking long naps at my feet. If I take enough drugs I'll join those thoughts on the floor.

This is the best thing I have written in three days of coughing, yacking, and looking for my breath.