I've probably written something along these lines every time I've been sick in the last few years, but it seems as though, whenever I get your basic cold at this stage in my life, it's less the regular cold symptoms that lay me flat than the all-encompassing exhaustion that comes with them. It's like:
- wearing a lead overcoat,
- dragging a parachute behind me at every move,
- too tired to keep sitting up,
- who turned the gravity up so high?
... pick your description.
So that's where I still am now, entering Week Two. Still slightly congested, a little more prone to a cough than usual, but mostly just
DRAGGING.
And how are things with you? Better, I hope!
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