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Pain, Fever Dream…




It's 3:10 AM. I lay down in the evening thinking that I was going to be out a mere half hour but the next thing I knew I'm waking up to the same pain I fell asleep to. I've slept through my meds, and the only reason my temperature is as low as it is sits in my grade fridge—a high quinine rasberry-cranberry tonic water I mixed myself.


…different reason. I like the bitter bite of tonic.


I woke with pain a few hits minutes ago. My pills are hours late.


I hope I don't oversleep…

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