I just looked at myself in the mirror as I was brushing my teeth and I look like doodie. I guess I have time to be tired now that my ma is back home. My sister told me I looked even worse earlier in the day.

A friend at Portland State told me he got his car broken into. But, as he mentioned, it’s not the worst thing that could happen. Then I was thinking about all the time I spent waiting in the doctor’s office today, and in the x-ray lab, and how that didn’t bother me either. What did bother me was that my mom’s chronic cough had gotten worse, and she saw some blood in her sputum. Well, the doctor had a calming demeanor, and thought things were probably fine. Knock on wood.