I am currently allowing myself internet time, due to the fact I’m so utterly exhausted that simple tasks such as walking and talking are immensely difficult. The guilt is rotting its way into my flesh already, after being seated for a long ten minutes. Why I feel overwhelming guilt from sitting down is illogical, but hey, I’m not logical at the best of times apparently. If this roof above my head caved in on me right now, I don’t think I’d mind. I have my regular routine hospital visit tomorrow, I am overcome with nerves that are unable to settle. I am sick to death of the hospital, it’s my one true hatred. They saved my life earlier on this year, although I did not ask them too. I suppose I should be grateful - but I didn’t ask to be saved. Breathing is a struggle as of late, I’ve got an awful case of the flu. I’m unsure as to why I made this post, I’m completely aware that I am rambling, nobody will read this so there’s no reason why I should hesitate to post this pointless nonsense.