revelation

I don't use to make sad posts as I'm usually happy, but here goes the first one. If any.

I'm at home tied to bed with an horrible bronchitis and such a high temperature simimar to the shares obtained by watching a picture of Matt Bellamy naked.

The weird part is that my chest feels the same when I'm anxious, so it seems my brain's a bit confused.

Before I was told it was a pulmonary infection I thought I was just nervious and with a huge flu. Coghin and spiting small parts of my lungs, but just anxious.

Is like my body wants to make my brain feel quite right.

Weird.