9:31 as I start to write. My second dose of Dayquil has worn off, and I’m trying not to get into a coughing fit. That stuff does work though, and I feel more human now than I have any right to feel at this stage of a cold’s progress.
What this means, in layman’s terms, is that I think I will be able to get to sleep tonight. Sleep heals. Of anything, sleep heals the most.
I have watched me an episode of the new Kolchak: The Night Stalker, and am ready for more medicine and sleep. I love sleep. I love sleep so much, I shall meditate on the very word itself as I brush my teeth.
white pebble 