  Sometimes stuff in life sucks. Sometimes it is hard to see past the bad. In my present, infectious, state, that "bad" is snot, it's an inflamed throat, my fever. But it's incredible how being absorbed in the Bad can make you appreciate the Good. Good is when your friends call you before class to check in, when they relay a message to your mother that they will think about you in your absence.
Good is bonding with a can of your favorite soda and falling into the boy-with-guitar dream that your DVD so aptly displays. Good is when your friends rally around a cellphone during lunch to communicate to you, in your Bad state, that they love you. Good is when you paramountly realize that they care. And Good is the effect such a simple realization can make.
...Maybe I will tell you all about it when I'm in the mood to lose my way with words Guess you had to be there Guess you had to be with me Today I finally overcame tryin' to fit the world inside a picture frame Maybe I will tell you all about it when I'm in the mood to lose my way but let me say You should have seen that sunrise with your own eyes it brought me back to life... -3x5 (As sung by aforementioned Boy With Guitar) Affectionately... Anna 
