Another friday.
Flu is still clinging to my nose. It’s starting to head up to my forehead, really hurting! Body is hot as hell. Fever hasn’t subside. Damn. Cough… sigh! I think whenever I am down with something, there is always the wish that someone is there to make chicken soup (other than my mom, or metaphorically), or that someone to snuggle up with me in bed for the rest of the sick days.
And all I’m getting is the pile of papers at work! Yeah, another friday.
