january 25 in twenty-seven

  • Jan. 27, 2014, 8:31 p.m.
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I think I have the flu, or something that feels an awful lot like it. I woke up this morning with a wretched stomach ache, which turned into all-over aches and pains (no puking, though), culminating in highly sensitive skin.

It was my brother's 20th birthday yesterday, so I took him out to lunch. In a mini blizzard. I would have canceled, but I missed his actual birthday party on Monday night so I couldn't. I ate a bowl of chicken noodle soup at a Mongolian barbecue restaurant because I couldn't stand the idea of anything else.

Lying down doesn't even feel good. I hate these kinds of illnesses. How did I even get sick?


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