Sometimes sickness is meant to show us how much we are appreciated and loved. A need that grow stronger when we feel weak. It isn’t in any way less pleasurble than sex when fullfiled.

Sometimes having to stay in bed for sometimes give us the break we need of life.

To be alone… stopping time… staring at ceiling… the wall of the room… the ray light coming from the widnow…

Having peace with myself… feeling the love of people around me… checking on me… giving a concern look about my health… love…