And hopefully it will rain

I have had a headache for the past few days and very little helps it. My Law & Education prof is soothing enough that when i sat through his classes (2 in one day) I felt a little better... but then it started up again accompanied by a belly ache. Dear Belly and Head, Please take a vacation. You have been working overtime. Love, Self.

And now a bit from one of my favorite books, Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf:

"She would not say of any one in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day. Not that she though herself clever, or much out of the ordinary. How she had got through life on the few twigs of knowledge Fraulein Daniels gave them she could not think. She knew nothing; no language, no history; she scarcely read a book now, except memoirs in bed; and yet to her it was absolutely absorbing; all this; the cabs passing; and she would not say of Peter, she would not say of herself, I am this, I am that."