
Anyways, I continue to be sick. My cough was part of the reason the family had a hard time in one room. I hate coughing. If you’ve never felt like you were dying try attempting to cough up phlegm. Its gross. It makes you feel like your head is going to fall off or that you will never be able to breath again. Its like those asthma public service announcements with the kid who says he feels like a fish out of water. I feel like I’m in a place where I cant breathe, swallow or live. I know this feeling all too well from my childhood asthma. I cant always cough it all out. I need to get my sinuses checked because I kinda wanna breath again. Its just a small desire.
This weekend I spent a lot of time taking pictures. I bought some black and white film. Im quite excited to see that developed. Speaking of developed, Kodak called me as we were entering San Francisco telling me they had some pictures of mine. Considering I assumed these rolls lost forever, this was amazing news to me. I don’t think I could have actually handled having these important personal art projects lost forever, especially before I even saw the results.
I’m going to go back to this ridiculously bumpy car ride and try to fall asleep. Slightly impossible with a dying ipod but I will try t last.
Till next time…