When I’m sick, I like to pretend that all the air I breathe out is toxic and poisonous. Then all the vapors and germs had some sort of mysterious purple form and it always comes out like a dragon sighing, “Paaaaah!” When I’m sick, I like to pretend every little cough is like an earthquake inside my throat and lungs. That way the little world I imagined inside me was experience a meltdown every time they failed to protect me from viruses. Can’t always get it right, you know? When I’m sick, I like to pretend that every second is my last, even with a minor cold, because the world seems so much prettier when you’re overly dramatic! Appreciate. When I’m sick, I like taking every moment I can to sleep or rest it off so I can wake up and pretend I just beat death. Suddenly, I am on top of the world! Even if for a few seconds. When I’m sick, I’ve learned to appreciate all the times that I am kept awake because I’m too restless to sleep due to symptoms. Because at those times I remember how silly I am and how dedicated I can be to making things.
What do you do when you’re sick?