I've been ill since I got back from Washington. Today was really bad. Yesterday was just as bad. It's been five days of me going through the motions - but really - sore throat, coughing up crud, laid out, just plain ughh. It could be rag weed.
About two hours ago I felt a bit better. Played pool with Richard. It was like coming out of a death fog.
And then a few moments ago Kaley was quoting Shakespeare. She walked backwards down the hall, waving her arms and saying the words. It sounded so good.
I think I might make it. I think I'm getting better. It might all be okay.
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