I do a lot of my thinking while I am walking to and from class. A lot of thinking about words that would be writing if they ever made it to paper, but they never do. A lot of thinking about me and you that does turn out to mean something later. A lot of thinking about the way life is.

death is tricky, but only for those still living.

So i went to the doctor today, since i promised emily and becca that i would. and guess what? I've got bronchitis. the walking pneumonia. and he thinks it is probably caused by bacteria, which (for all of you not that quick with the science people) means that the antibiotics could actually help. so yeah.. in a month I should be completely better, in ten days or so, I should be doing much better.

While I was walking today and thinking, as I often do, I realized how odd my mental state is. Like, even when close to everything in my life is shitty I can still smile and enjoy people and be happy at times.

I also realized that I go between dealing with whatever my life involves at the time and knowing just how pointless my existence is.

I don't know if I am going on friday to the rally. I sort of want to, but I don't really care that much about it. I'd have to skip my UM class.. and then I'd be behind, but still.. maybe I should. maybe I will. ugh. I don't know.