there's a million places to be

being ill is an incredibly humbling experience. this morning i had carrot cake for breakfast. now i'm cooking some bacon in the oven because it is easiest that way. i love the smell of bacon cooking. today is the last day of my summer school class. i had to leave early yesterday because of the migraine. so, i missed the feminism discussion. rats! someone should definitely put pregnant womens' acutely sensitive noses to work. i can detect and identify even the subtlest of aromas. i should work for a building inspector-- i could smell dry rot from a mile away. most of the time i feel like i'm about three years old. i can barely interact with anyone on even the most basic of social exchanges. i'm prone to start crying if i have to explain anything to anyone. yet, it is so strange how i am a B student who will be earning her B.A. in five months.