NOT QUITE SURE. . .

So it's Friday. And that makes me incredibly happy. This week just flew by and now I have two whole days to try and kick this cold. Time to sleep in (hopefully) and do nothing other than relax. Oh how I love weekends! So yes, I'm happy on the one hand, but feeling crummy on the other. And not just because of my cold; the only thing bothering me there is a stuffy nose. No, I'm bummed because my baby sister is hurting and that hurts me. I hate to see her feeling so out of sorts and confused. Reminds me of me I suppose, and that's not a very nice reminder. And even though I try to soothe it doesn't really seem to help because words are just words, and at times like these, words just aren't very adequate. So I'm feeling at quite a loss as to what I can do to make her feel better. Not much I can do except give her hugs, which is also hard to do seeing as how I don't see her very much! But yeah. It's left me feeling kinda out of sorts all day. It's weird to be on the outskirts of it this time, and even weirder to realize that those on the outskirts are still affected by it, even if only remotely. It sucks. And it sucks worse for her and I wish I could take it away because she doesn't deserve it.