Having just recovered from a serious bout of food poisoning, I now find myself fighting off a common cold. This latest development in the comedy of errors that is my life, occurred last night when I noticed a little tickle in the back of my throat. That little tickle grew into an uncomfortable grapefruit-sized lump by the early morning.
Today was supposed to be chock-full of errand-running, furniture assembly, and apartment cleaning. All I feel like doing now is sleeping. Oh why can’t I catch a break these days?