I'm not going to write much today because I have the flu, and in my delirious state, I might write crazy stuff. I want to keep my promise to myself to blog every day, so I'll just post a poem I wrote as a little kid about being sick.
Being sick means
No food to pick
No ice cream to lick
So I have to get well quick
Because I hate being sick.
The lesson for today? Sometimes you need to stop everything and take care of yourself.
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