I did intend to finish and post a blog I started a few days ago.
But I'm loaded with the cold. Feverish, sneezy and coughing. Ick. I'm looking at this screen and I can't really focus, so I'm putting myself back to bed and hoping this time I don't have nightmares. I hate the mightmares. I can deal with everything else - but not the nightmares.
I'd rather fall into a dreamless, deep coma. For about 7 hours, at least.
Wish me health.
2 comments:
I managed to catch your cold with 3300 miles between us. How the eff is that possible?
I don't know but I need to find out how to travel that far that fast :P
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