Urgh…. illness

Sleep.

Cough, cough, cough. Wake up.

Sweat, swear, sweat

Ooooh…. hot…. wet… blankets off

Fuck me, it’s cold… shiver… blankets on.

Turn over, cough up lung, resolve never to turn over or move again.

Think about eating food…. realise there’s only fruit. Lose interest in the concept.

Sleep.

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