Day 5 of being stuck at home with a boot on my foot with limited movement can suck it! I might be going out of my mind with boredom, I am unable to really string 2 coherent thoughts together because the codeine fog I’m currently living in has me perpetually swinging between staring idly at the dog or not watching whatever day time tv they seem to serve up these days, so writing anything thought provoking is pointless.
The King is away again so I’m stuck here alone with 500 channels, an endless stream of deliverable food and a computer and yet what I really crave is someone, anyone to just come and hang out, and do stuff for me and feed me and do everything but be here too.
I might not want to talk but I want the ability to have a human here in case I might want to.
Ok I think maybe I need to sleep now .
Being home sick, alone, blows puppies.
