weird day

this day seems to never end.

but its feels so fast, so short, so weird.

I went for lunch

i chose the wrong thing. i didnt like it as much as I'd hoped.

I'm bagged from fighting a cold. and by the end of the day I think I am better.
in the morning, i realize i am not.

i am going to Cuba. April 20.

thats pretty much all I can think about. Its going to be awesome. I will be better by then