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Tears of the feeble Throats of the frayed Skin of the fevered Mouths of the flayed Building a folly So high in the sky When the whole thing comes crashing down Don't ask me why
My SO had flu last week, and for some reason I thought - as I think every year (barring Corona) - that I'm somehow stronger or more immune to it. I wasn't keeping my distance from her, sharing the same food she'd dipped her spoon in, and in general acting like I was an untouchable god.
Well well well, how the tables have turned. My throat feels like a cheese grater. It looks like I won't be going anywhere today.
Worst part is that our work group was planning to go on a christmas market outing this week, which I was looking forward to. Plus there's the christmas party next week.
Oh I hate being sick. Mumble, grumble.
Sore throats are the worst part of catching the cold.
There a bad "humbug" joke in there somewhere.... >_<
Recover quickly!
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