Keeping Watch

I'm the Hero.
I'm keeping watch over Michael right as I type.
Hoping he'll be alright...soon.
(BARF)
DAMMIT!
I got it. I got it. I got it. Don't worry Ms. Thing (Miss Thang if you're nasty) I can deal with guys being sick. I'm a sick person by nature so the two go together like steak and potatoes.
Dammit I feel so helpless.
But I'm doing my best for right now to make him the most comfortable for now.
He's wrapped up like a cocoon.
The lady the room belongs to longs to work on her fashion paper.
I refuse to work on my if only to create mental buildup for later to expel onto the paper.
Dolce and Gabbana ideas on my right, a downtrodden mate on my left.

I will not leave him behind.
"Leave a mate behind, and you might as well leave ALL your mates behind" so says Proinsias Cassidy, from the Garth Ennis Preacher comicbooks, inside my head.
Good advice, but I don't think you followed you advice as well as ya should.


It's a cool day.
I made the world a better place. Just my piece of it, but you gotta start somewhere.