It's been a long time coming but I'm finally sick. I have been waiting and waiting to get doggone sick and, yep, here I am.
I'm about to get a knockout flu and I can feel my head pounding. My throat feels like someone's been dragging a durian through it and my eyes keep tearing up. I don't know how to explain it but I am glad to be sick. Now I really have a reason to crawl into a hole, pass out and ignore the world.
Because "I'm sick, go away" is more acceptable than "Just leave me alone." No?
I'm gonna go wallow in my fluey disposition now.