the_wanlorn | Sleepy, too.

At T station an hour early.

Still feel like crap.

And dirty. Very dirty. Should've taken a shower.

Am considering making myself puke to stop feeling nauseated. Never actually works.

The AmTrak train is awesome. Girl next to me has an interesting-looking book, don't remember it's title and holding it in her lap so can't look. Whoever said "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me" is a douchebag and possibly should have been killed at birth. But not sure about that last part; seems kind of drastic.

Lady across from me is talking in a non-English language. Was just like "AH-kee-ah. AH-mih-kah. AH-MIH-KAH." Maybe just saying names over and over again.

Pronouns gone. Send help. And cookies.

Maybe time to bake cookies again. What's everyone's favorite kind of cookie?