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Sick Day

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Today my slice is about that moment
when you feel it.

The scratch in your throat.
It tickles.
It hurts.
I cough.

Where did it come from?

The warm air
creates chaos.
Trees and birds are confused.
Nothing feels right.

December 15th.
4AM.
It's SIXTY degrees outside.
Sigh...


Wishing I could be cheery and write about so many other things, but I'm congested. I'm coughing and have no voice. I'm tired and I have no time to be sick...yet, here I am. Sick day. 

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  1. Here's to resting, reading and relaxing. Hope you're feeling better soon. PS: our weather is amazing too :)

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  2. Sending you warm thoughts of health and healing. Such a bummer being sick. Get well soon.

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  3. I hope you'll get to rest all the day, Michelle, warm & cozy with Bella. Yes, the weather has been so strange. We have a snow day today, big snow, still going, & the predictions didn't get it right.

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  4. Feel better, Michelle...and soon!

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  5. You'll be back on it and with it soon. But for now, rest up. :)

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  6. Take care of yourself. Lots and lots of rest!!! Hoping you feel back to yourself very soon!!

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  7. I've been sick, too, Michelle. I can relate. I'm convinced it's due to all of the weather changes. What a strange season it's been!

    Feel better soon!

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