I've Got A Smile On My Face & Four Walls Around Me

Being sick really sucks because in this beautiful life there is always some sorrow. It is a double-edged knife. (Some people will know where I got that from!) But, yes, I am sick again. I can't believe it. I have been sick for a week now and it is pissing me off at every turn. I just want to rant and complain and piss on everyone's day but I know that won't help except get people mad at me and then they will beat me to death...

I try to never regret things, but this past week I have been regretting the fact I taught swimming lessons for years and (by choice!) submerged myself in water for many hours a day and for many days on end. I just don't get it! Why was I so stupid! I remember the day quite clearly. My doctor investigated my newly discovered ability to get sick each time I entered into a chlorinated pool. He was very interested and then told me in a voice that was dry and even: "Now, you know why they made chlorine bombs."

That was supposed to be funny, I think. Well, I did think it was funny but later it told me that I was stupid and ignorant for not recognizing a future that would ultimately harm my body and weaken my lungs. Ah, well. There really isn't much I can do about it right now, but do I look like one who rants and raves on a continual basis?

At the end of the day, you just have to say it's alright. Or another way to say it is that everything is all good.