Sickness

Ugh.  If there's another thing i hate, just like how i dread of rats/mice, drowning, pain and so forth, is the icky feeling when one's sick.  I rarely get sick..However, once I do, it takes time for me to recover.  And iI'm such a baby when I'm sick. 

There is this airborne viral flu going around in my workplace, and since the setting we have is conducive for the virus to spread, spread it did.  Unfortunately, I was among those who got infected.  And I can be pretty stubborn about my obsession. Instead of resting I sit smack right in front of my a computer, until it's way past my bedtime.

Haven't fully recovered yet, physically.  And its a domino effect for me.  Me being physically sick, takes a toll mentally.  I easily get tired. Feeling listless, antsy.  And oh, boy, my mood swings are getting frequent.  I fear that I might burn out at any moment. 

I don't want this to happen.  Not when I've just gone back doing one of the things I love to do.  Writing.  What I am doing now  is far different from what I did years ago as a kid,  But my LOVE and FASCINATION for words, never ceased.  it's always been there.  Waiting for my demented brain to be, once again, inspired.  And inspired, I've become.  I don't want to stop, but I have to.

I hope I recover soon from this dilemma...

Damn. I hate you SICKNESS!

bleeeeeehhhhh..... =P