gingerly emerging from the grogginess of the past week
like the fragile butterfly breaking out from the cocoon
first day after many without overt myalgia
and coffee tastes good again
cautiously optimistic
thank God for HOM and O who allow me to be sick without having to lift a finger to help myself. and thank God for E for sensing i need his company more than he hates my hugs.
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