I’m vertical, barely. Coughing, achy, can’t breathe, screaming headache, fever of 101.2, nothing I’ve taken has touched this stuff.
Deadline, however, does not give a shit about that. So I’m writing. When I fall over, or get 3000 words (whichever comes first) I’m done.
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