Today.

Late morning. 

Trapped upstairs by the cleaning lady.

Candy corn breakfast. 

Lunch with friends. 

Birmingham. 

Artwalk. 

Sickness. 

Worse.

Colorless.

Question.

Emergency room. 

Suck. 

Suck. 

Suck. 

Suck. 

Four hours later. 

No doctor. 

Feeling better.

Bracelet removal.

Home. 

Scary, overprotective parents.

Half-hearted promises. 

Eragon. 

Soon to be--sleep.

Not exactly how I imagined my day to go. 

Hopefully there will be few like it.