Waiting in the Hospital is Such a Blast

I’m resting here in line waiting to make an appointment for a vaccine shot that I don’t easily need.

I know of all the wasted time the world has spent dealing with this virus and how it never had to happen in the first arena.

Maybe it could have been avoided and the world would have been like it was, but this is not the case. It’s made air travel such a pain that I don’t know about flying beach new home anymore. I miss my family, but I have no desire to go through all the chaos of flying in this week’s world. So as I sit here in the hospital looking at all of the nice white air duct above me humming from the air conditioner, I realize for once that I am so lucky not to be stuck in here with some genre of illness. It’s straight-forward to take for granted all of the small blessings that we have and to look for the sadness in life. I know when I get beach new home I’ll wipe my Heating, Ventilation and A/C filter and oil furnace filter and just suppose cheerful to be healthy and alive. Maybe a trip to the hospital is nice to reset the mind and remind us of how nice we absolutely have it. I may even stop by the Heating, Ventilation and A/C store and buy myself a little smart thermostat and install it myself this week. I suppose nice from this trip to the hospital and am more aware of all of the nice things in my life. I suppose recharged like an outdated air conditioner that’s been given a new life.


Heating tune up