"But if I were that kind of grateful, what would I try to say?"

[tricia868]

There's nothing quite so comforting when not feeling well as a favorite musical artist. It's a security blanket in audio form.

I've known for a long time now that Vienna Teng is that artist for me, but I had forgotten just how nice it is to snuggle down under the covers, close my eyes, and do nothing but listen.

I'm dizzy and achy and sneezy and nauseous and just don't want to face the world, but it all melts away in the first few notes of The Last Snowfall or Stray Italian Greyhound or Green Island Serenade.

And now, back to curling up with my headphones.