I can’t shake this cold, and I’m so rarely sick like this…coughing and hacking and losing my voice and so forth. It’s not so bad, just a bad cold, but it reminds how flimsy life is…currently my soul feels as anchored to my body as a balloon is in the hands of a child. egads.
This is what happens after you hack up a lung, morbid thoughts creep in…
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