Still alive

I wrote in my journal today. First time in almost two weeks. Where does the time go? 

Ugh. My lips are chapped. And I have a lesson tomorrow. I spent all day practicing. Strangely enough I can still make some good sounds with this affliction. My face hurts

People called me today. It was nice enough I suppose, but draining. I don't think I'm good at this being a real, live person thing. 

I'm content.