The weird lucidity that accompanies being slightly ill; ginger water (I sliced a leftover piece of ginger and boiled it in water, since ginger is supposed to aid the immune system—too bad there’s no honey or lemon); scouting semicolon tattoos for an upcoming blog post; long naps; hot baths; this comic book; gray skies (awfully accommodating, given that I am presently The Infirm); the way it feels like it could be several decades later within a mere matter of minutes (the way it already feels like this).
Word count: oh, dear
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