A Reminder of Sorts

Feeling like shit is okay sometimes.
It reminds me that there are things to fix,
how certain chemicals don't mix,
how the sound of a guitar is so soothing, pleasing.
That no matter how much you are sweating your feet are always going to be ice cold.
That even though you have been staring at the screen for minutes, the clock has expired hours.
How sleep is the first thing on your mind but in fact the last thing you do.
How everything would be better if he was lying here beside me.
That always makes things better,
happier.
A little less, shitty.