Sick day.While the world hustles and bustles, and traffic clogs the free way.I'm laying in bed to greet a sick day.No papers, no Pencils, no books, no worries. Just relaxation while completely tucked away.What a wonderful thing, this oh so sick day.Loneliness, and daytime television pass the time, Zero sunshine, and telemarkters with nothing to say.Keep me busy on this sick day.It's warm inside these blankets, and cold inside this house. I find no peace in getting online to find there is no one to help me waste away.Now I'm regretting this so sick day.But time drones by, but it seems to stand still, as I sit and wait at my dust
Your work it quite beautiful by the way.
wicked sig btw....
It's a table top.
Haha.
Thanks a bunch.
XD
It could be water if you turn your head and squint...XD