#7

It's been, going to be, a while. I'm not sure where it stands at this point. I'm 1/3rd done or so. I can't quite figure out why the font insists on changing on me. I'm feeling better physically, thank medicine. You may think thank god sounds better there, I don't. God didn't really have anything to do with me getting better, my immune system and drugs did.

I've fallen, flown, floated, I can't decide, maybe I'm not in charge. If I'm not, then whomever is please take good care of me. I like to think what other people would think in certain situations. I'm not very good at it though.

The last thing I have to say today is that it's a lot harder to not care than it is to care. Once you can stop caring so much though you'll feel better.