encyphalitic catch phrses

My hatred is mounting(ok, that's a strong word, how about...revulsion, disgust, odium) . Actually, chalk it up to extreme frustration over being incapacitated. I'm not dealing well with letting my broken self heal; I don't like sitting still and I especially don't like asking others for help.

Aside from my grievances, the morning is beautiful. The sky is my favorite shade of gray and the air is fragrant and still. It will rain later, but for now the air is just charged and waiting.

That's all I got. Just had to post something so that James would have something new to read.