It’s fine. I’m fine. Everything is “fine”… Sort of. Mostly.
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I’m down with a headcold and pinched by circumstances between time sensitive work crap no one will remember a year from now, and my partner griefing me to take better care of myself.
…So I stopped working, and I’m going back to bed. These stupid human meat suits are always breaking down in one disappointing way or another. At least this is just a headcold. Could be worse.
I stretch my aching body. Virus. I sigh irritably and have a sip of tea. Soothing. I’ll nap and begin again later.
