Getting sick.

Tea and soup warm me, but it doesn’t last long. My stomach churns. My head spins. My body feels weak. I’ve never had the flu. I hope it doesn’t decide to make me it’s new home. 

Just hours before I had to leave for work, I had the urge to sleep. I woke up right when I was suppose to leave for work. At that moment, I knew that sickness had overcome me. I felt out of body and mind when I drove to work, only to be sent back home to get better. I must rest. I must sleep.