Whenever I see the moon, or the stars catch my eye, I find myself thanking Luna out loud for a beautiful sky. It brings me a very strange amount of peace that I haven’t had in years.
<3
Day two of lying in bed sick.
My voice has basically gone. If I try to speak normally, basically nothing comes out, so instead I can either manage a whisper or this low pitched thing a good two octaves down that sounds a bit like Gollum.
Can’t really breathe too well either.
I dislike being sick, and I dislike skipping work.
Urgh.
We can be sick-buddies.. :D
