Lights take on a haze
as breathing comes clear again
NyQuil... blessed peace
as breathing comes clear again
NyQuil... blessed peace
"It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever," he said. "Have you thought of going into teaching?"
Tourist, Rincewind decided, meant "idiot".
On nights such as these the gods, as has already been pointed out, play games other than chess with the fates of mortals and the thrones of kings. It is important to remember that they always cheat, right up to the end...
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Here's hoping the meds keep it tolerable while your body kicks it to the curb.
Early morning quiet
clear horizon
Tranquility arrives.
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