Life... Being Drained

Stardate 4127.5

I hate being sick. Whether it is simply a slight cold or perhaps a nasty flu bug... I hate it. I am rarely sick, so when I do get something, it feels like the end of the world to be sure. Somewhere, I got a cold bug, and it is evil with a capital P (for phlegm). The cough and throat are manageable but my nose is stuffed, and will only unstuff to bring forth a never-ending stream. I didn't sleep much at all last night, and the wee hours this morning seemed to creep by as if I was caught in some sort of crazed quantum disturbance. Finally my alarm went off and the warm shower and coffee was most welcome.

I hope I feel better soon. Can't do much of anything feeling like this. And I hope I don't fall asleep at work :D