I wish I wasn't blue. I'm at a conference full of fanboys and girls, I get to order room service, I have all the time in the world to work. But...
I'm tired of working. That's all I do anymore when I'm well.
Room service is expensive. And sometimes salty.
I'm not actually interested in 99% of the topics these fanboys and girls are going on for hours about. And I hate feeling awkward more than I hate being blue.
I miss Craig and my kids. That probably counts for it a lot.