Recently
I got a flu shot for the first time ever last fall and it sustained me until two weeks ago when I caught an uncomfortable sore throat from my significant other then took a twelve hour train to Toronto to plan a wedding.
At one point, lying in my Toronto bed with the humidity at maximum, I thought maybe my Malaria was coming back but I talked myself out of it and then dreamed of serrated edges until five in the morning.
I started the summer semester last week with a class on toxic chemicals and their regulation. I haven’t taken a science class since high school and, halfway through the first lecture, had to ask what a chemical was. It was either that or take out my phone and Google it. Not sure which one makes me look dumber.
Now I’m at home reading everyone’s tweets about the fun New York things they’re doing and I’m planning on cleaning up a bit. Feeding the cat perhaps.