getting sick was something that was inevitable eventually, especially as i havent been sick in two and a half years. i went to sleep last night feeling a bit muddled and woke up with a sore throat and a head cold. i'm grateful that i only have a little sickness and that i have a proper excuse to lounge around (despite my to-do list). im in bed, underneath five blankets, four stuffed animals, three pillows, a scone, a book, my journal, my laptop, and my second medicine ball of the day. being a little sick is very good indeed.
