It’s coming, I can feel it. The germs are taking over. I’m losing the battle. Blah. I hate getting sick. I’m feeling drained of energy and can’t seem to get a good night’s sleep. My throat is sore this morning. My head is congested. And my chest hurts, which is odd because I haven’t been coughing or anything. If I could hit replay on last night, I may have taken a shot or two of whiskey. Maybe tonight?
Feeling blah and the impending doom of some horrid sickness seems right inline with my week. Ever since returning from vacation I can’t seem to get back to my routine. All I want to do is sleep but I can’t. I’ve been running but they haven’t been all that wonderful of runs.
I was planning on running this morning until I woke up and couldn’t swallow. I want coffee but have no creamer. I may have to stop at Starbucks. It is National Coffee Day so that should allow me a guilt-free latte, right?
When I get home from work I plan to do this...
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