Full or Empty

I am tired of the forty days and forty nights. This is too much rain for a person not living in Seattle. Southern California is looking nothing like the brochure. On the up side, I ate some crackers and kept them down. I also ate soup, and so far so good. Hopefully, the stomach thing is finished. Because it was no fun at all.

Right now I feel stressed, but I'm not sure why. I'm not sure if it's leftover disease, school drama, yucky weather, acute loneliness, or general malaise. It could be a combination of a little of all of them. There's nothing like illness to remind you of how empty your life is, and yet how full of stupid crap it is.