Just What's A Canker Sore
8 years ago
Monday, May 16, 2005
Well I have viral gastro. How fun is that? Ug. I started feeling ill at about 4am and I've thrown up quite a few times today, went to see the doc this arvo and he said I had viral gastro. It'll take a few days to clear up. So yeah, I'm feeling pretty disgusting right now. But I do have a great doctor. He cheered me up. I have no idea how I got this, I don't know anyone who's sick. So everyone feel sorry for me and give me lots of sympathy! :)
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I've got a present for you.
You need a breathe of life..
ever read Walt Whitman's poetry?
MIRACLES
Why, who makes much of a miracle?
As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of [Melbourne],
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,
Or stand under trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with any one I love, or sleep in the bed at night with any one I love,
Or sit at table at dinner with the rest,
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon,
Or animals feeding in the fields,
Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring;
These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.
To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.
To me the sea is a continual miracle,
The fishes that swim--the rocks--the motion of the waves--the ships with men in them,
What stranger miracles are there?
Walt Whitmann
That was lovely revhead. Thanks.