7.12.05

How sick am I?

They call it a cold, yet you're seldom cold. And you never fly when having the flu. Being sick was fun when I was young, because it meant getting attention from my mom who was never big on giving me attention other times. There's nothing fun about being sick these days. My wife is off to Hawaii and I'm doing the single parent thing. There's no one to dab a cold washcloth on my fevered brow and call me a poor baby. I guess it could be worse. It could be raining.