I’ve been under the weather for the past week, due to catching a cold or something at Furlandia. Last night I had trouble getting to sleep; every time I’d get into my usual array of positions for slumber, phlegm would start oozing down my windpipe and I’d cough. A lot. It was most unpleasant.
When I finally did get to sleep, I slept dreamlessly for several hours. And then I woke up with a head absolutely full of thick, gooey, yellowish phlegm. So much of it that it was oozing out of the corners of my eyes; my right eyelashes were glued shut by it. I felt like at any moment I could just stand up, open my mouth, and start horking up a thick goo that would ooze down my body, sealing me into a chrysalis from which I would emerge a week later as something all reproductive organs and pretty wings and next to no digestive system.
But instead, I crawled out of bed and took a shower. It was the best shower ever. I got all that phlegm full of dead invaders and white blood cells out of my head, and now maybe I can face drawing things again!