Last night I started having trouble with the computer.
Last night I couldn't fall asleep, I was only thinking about the computer.
Today my stomach hurts, I have no appetite at all.
And I want my mother to comfort me, or possibly a hug. *
How pathetic is that. My computer stops working and I react as if my wife had gotten cancer. (IRL, I don't have a wife)
I could throw the computer out the window and buy a new one, (and new glass for the window).
It. Is. Not. A. Problem.
Why do I get so upset about it. I really need to get a life.
Or whisky, or maybe chocolate...
It doesn't matter how old I am, (38 in June), I still want my mother to comfort me when I feel sick.
Nothing comforts as mother's hand on my forehead telling me that "At least you don't have a fever".
Getting tucked into bed. I really missed her last night.
To bad she lives 1000 km to the north.