Press me 'til I hurt.

[hannah]

I checked, and the last time I've been sick was December - barely two months. It's a lot better this time around, with no upper respiratory gunk or congestion, just fever, nausea, and general weakness and aches. I spent the whole day inside, doing very little of value or importance and managed a bit of yoga in the afternoon. A good shower and heavy sleep should take care of the rest.

Oddly enough, it felt good to be sick for a while there, because I was abstractly aware of outside concerns but unable to motivate myself to give thought to them. At least until my dad called to talk about job work, and the possibility of multiple cycles of cover letters, which just wouldn't be feasible for me to do and remain happy. And I don't know how to tell him that. So to feel better, I made bread. And I'm finally ready for that shower now.

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[storybrooke]

How are you feeling today? :(

[hannah]

I'm feeling good enough that by tomorrow, I'll be totally up to snuff for meeting a friend for coffee.

I'll be wearing a black dress. Is there anything I should know in order to spot you?

[storybrooke]

I haven't even planned what I'm wearing yet since I'm gearing up to go to the gym this morning.

I will have a bright blue purse though, if that helps? :D