Well, I'm reasonably sure I'm gonna come down with something in the next couple of days. To counter this possibility, I've scarfed down two paracetamols. That's a first. I don't usually take meds until I've felt frail enough to walk or even go to the washroom.
I cannot be sick. Not this week. Not on the next. NOT EVER.
Not now when we're closing the next ish and I've to be on top of something very crucial.
A splitting headache has been with me all through out the day, that I actually felt like my head's gonna blow up any minute. My eyes turned from dry to watery, and my dry cough from last week worsened in a span of few hours. The greatest indicator that I really am sick is this sore throat which I've the least idea where I got.
Oh shoot! Suddenly the irking headache's back. I guess it is time to sleep in and to get heaps of shuteye, which I am gonna go and indulge on right about now.
Toodles y'all. :)
PS. Now of all times is the second when a happy thought could do a lot to hell make me feel better.
Presenting the peachy Agnes from Despicable Me. Whattalovely kid. ❤
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