You know that transistion point where a head cold starts its descent down into your chest and for like 5 and 3/4 hours it feels like your throat has 326,384 little needles in it and everytime you swallow you think you'd rather be giving birth because at least you know the end is only a couple more pushes away and in all honesty it really isn't quite as painful as breathing at this particular moment in time?
Yeah, that's what I was doing from 10:05 to 3:47 am....
Spring cold...fun stuff.
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