Sick you feel, crazy things you do. It's a great experience. I'd call it awkward-crazy-body-functions-reducing-to-thinking-a-minute-late phase. Bad in every way, well again - almost. Lets say it's bad for doing things that need your full attention. Reading, writing, listening to music - basically what I'm doing right now. It's also physically challenging, if you think about stepping one step back when the bus arrives at the station. The special effect is a head full of pain without knowing where to put it. Not word-for-word, for this evolution took responsibility. Or every other creationing-everything-shattering event or 'man' you place after saying 'I believe in '.
By the way, for the bus-scenario not only your head will hate you. Anyway, my favourite is 'I believe in people'. Cause, come on, not even they believe in themselves.
The thing is, my head tells my inner voice to shut up. At least, nobody tells my head to shout. Oh, I'll turn the music down a bit. Hard rock sounds like head shot. Currently, in every sense of the word. Sometimes the only thing you should to do is to listen. And that's what I'm going to do.
Thank people, it's Monday in less than 6 hours!
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