I’m not sure if I fell victim to food poisoning or the stomach flu, but I’m going on day 4 of living on Powerade and saltines. The first day I was convinced it was a milkshake I drank, but I don’t think even a small, rancid milkshake could have had this effect. And even it was the milkshake, I’m willing to give another one a try in the near future just to be certain.
The first day, when I was curled up in a fetal position and staring at the wall, I thought about how I could have used a playlist to express how I was feeling. Fortunately, after a brief touch-and-go period on day 1, I was able to create this melodramatic playlist for when you are stuck in bed with tea and toast… to make the wall-gazing all the more interesting.
I definitely jumped the gun on the last 2 songs, I was feeling optimistic yesterday. But I’m fairly certain I will be walking on sunshine by tomorrow.