I’ve spent the last five days at home with the flu, from which I am slowly recovering.
On the second day, I curled under a blanket and let the fever take me. Hours passed as I dreamt warm, distracted dreams, which came in irregular waves. It reminded me of certain reckless highs I won’t experience again.
If I told you some of the things I’ve done in my life, you wouldn’t believe me. Which is probably just as well.