I want ...

Was never good at being sick. I suppose I was never good at being cooped up at home either. Now I'm going through both. A string of illnesses which ceases to come to an end and freedom which mocks me from outside the gates of this home. I feel like an animal ... a very sick one, being caged in with just food and water for survival. Ah, but I suppose being in this position has taught me many things: patience, appreciation for the smaller things, love for my habitat (I thought we'd still stick to the animal reference), humility, and to just slow down ... and to stop feeling bad for myself lol.

I wouldn't say I'm depressed, just thoughtful.