I am ill. My face is oozing. My nose is chapped from excessive blowing. I've been sick for about three days now. Feverish sleeps and strange dreams are my new reality.
Tonight I ran out of Kleenex and so I had to venture to the High Street to restock. I knew I was in a bad place when I was in Sainsburys and mid soup aisle amongst all the frantic Sunday shoppers I broke out into a cold sweat.
It's a sad and lonely thing when one is sick in a new city.
Thank goodness I only have school one day a week.
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