A conversation I must have had with myself a few days ago.

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"You know what body? On top of all the other stresses, exhaustions, frustrations, and everything else, I think I'd like to get sick. You know, a nice, deep chest cold. With sore throat. And since work doesn't give sick days, it can even turn nastier later on down the road, with our usual september soaking coming up. "


And my body? It listened. Thank you. Ever. So. Much.