Oh 2016, I Don’t Hate You, But…
Everybody at the party was the coolest, all while my cold persisted and my voice was total shit. I sounded like I’d been smoking 50 packs of Newports a day… It was nasty. All of it. I hated it. But, I mustered up what I could and toughed it out and gladly it made it all the difference. Either that or for not staying home and under the covers, I was extremely lucky my head didn’t explode. Ha!