Fever

Yeah, it’s true - I’m sick. Been in bed since yesterday. Fever, cough, cold, the whole thing. Summer ends and here we are.

So I’m doing what you do: all day in bed, living off cough syrup and chocolate milk and cereal, working through Final Fantasy IV. I joke about needing someone to wish me better so I don’t have to spend another day in this boring hole, but honestly it’s fine. More than fine. There’s something kind of good about having nowhere else to be.