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Over the Weather
Feb. 4th, 2008 12:56 pmThe sun finally decided to come out and I get ill.
Headache. Cough. Fever. Sore throat. Inhaling deeply irritates my chest.
I have inhabited my body for a long while. I've grown quite attached to it. As a result, I am starting to perceive the preliminary effects of getting sick earlier and earlier.
The day before yesterday, I woke up with dry lips and a parched throat. I knew immediately that I was coming down with something. Two days later and viola!
If only my skills of perception could be used for something more useful. Like telling the weather or anticipating next week's Lottery numbers. C'est la vie.
Ciao for now.
Truly,
Kigs
Headache. Cough. Fever. Sore throat. Inhaling deeply irritates my chest.
I have inhabited my body for a long while. I've grown quite attached to it. As a result, I am starting to perceive the preliminary effects of getting sick earlier and earlier.
The day before yesterday, I woke up with dry lips and a parched throat. I knew immediately that I was coming down with something. Two days later and viola!
If only my skills of perception could be used for something more useful. Like telling the weather or anticipating next week's Lottery numbers. C'est la vie.
Ciao for now.
Truly,
Kigs
