Warning, yet another whinny cold controlled short message alert.
This was a harsh wonderful day. Today was the kind of December I could really enjoy with temps near 50 degrees and plenty of sun. I would enjoy the temps and all the work but (as typically as anything else) I have this nasty cold. Throbbing head, raw throat, and a nasty running noise are making this wonderful day into just another day to fight my way to the end. All I want now is just some nighttime cold medicine and my bed. The cold is also keeping me from working on the story. In fact looking back on the last part I posted I perhaps should have taken a little more time before posting it because that part reads just a little defeatist and a little off of where the story was going. I will take a little more time and make sure the story gets back on track. That is unless the up incoming weather (cold and rain) doesn’t kill me. Will this never end?
My Boring Story
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