Gobbledy-gook

Sick again? Trying to fight, spent all my life fighting, so a few more fights with my spent self won't matter. Spent the entire day in bed, musing, mulling over the prospects of working. What would I do if I don't do this? All this garbled speech takes me nowhere. Am watching the romantic comedies again and it delights me, although I am hesitant about the actualities of love.