I’m sick this week. Nothing fun to say, just...sick.
It’s this cold/flu/ancient curse that’s been going around lately, and it’s made the last few days pretty miserable. Hoping to shake it by this weekend.
Until then, I’m basically just coughing up lung after lung. Eventually, I’ll run out of spare lungs.
"Then he felt a reaction from his cores."
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