I'm at that exact point where I could either be coming down with something or imagining it entirely. I could just be lazy and kind of alergetic, or headed for a miserable week. Discussing some components of this current state with Aunt Mary this morning, I brought up that I could just be projecting given one friend's recent battle with mono. In all likelihood a good workout would fix anything I'm perceiving as being wrong, but that's not stopping my mind from spiraling.

It's just funny to me how much attitude and perception can affect physical well being. It's probably the case that were I out being active and having fun, I wouldn't even give these things a second thought, and it wouldn't occur to me that I might be getting sick. However, since I'm sitting at home working, thinking how nice it would be to go back to bed, everything becomes a symptom. Please lord, just don't let me become a hypochondriac like others I know...