Never ever ever get sick when you're writing. It's the worst thing in the world. Your brain is too muddled with all the aches and pains to focus on any words. You stare at the same page for two days straight, because you can't focus on getting to the next line.
I have two huge deadlines in January. This fever is trying its hardest to stop me. I refuse to let it. But at the same time, all I want to do is sleep. As a result, everyone in this scene is cranky. Maybe it could work. If only I could think straight.
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