I’m definitely sick.
There is no worse feeling (just go with the hyperbole, folks) than that very early feeling of getting sick. Today, it was that fatigue-achy dryness that came first. Where suddenly, I felt exhausted, and everything hurt a little. It was the sore throat that confirmed it, though. That post-nasal drip that has you thinking “maybe it’s just allergies?”
Spoiler: it’s not. It never is.
At least it’s happening on the weekend? And I was able to get some big chunks of my Netflix work done?
It’s a major bummer, though, considering how much work I have to get done this weekend. I’ll just have to find a way.
With that in mind, it’s time for sleep.
Writing was good today! Surprisingly! Really good…listening to the raw audio of our Die Hard podcast made me think about some things with my own story, and the spectrum I have Petrick on.
Anywho…
Here’s hoping this cold is of the 24-hour variety and I can just sweat through it tonight!
Night.