I'm sick again with no choice but to slog through it. My mind is slow and functions as if buried under half a ton of cough syrup. My nose makes sniffly sounds without my consent and I feel like calling nasal rape on the multitudes of tissues invading my personal space. My eyes feel dry and stretched around my face like I didn't get enough sleep in
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I assure you, I won't be doing anything.
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