A Loafing Couch, A Jug of Cough Syrup & Thou
How feeling sick as a dog made me a brilliant writer
This was my thirty-third day of hacking and coughing. Not to worry. The computer screen doubles as a sneeze guard.
When one is laying prone sick on the couch unable to participate in the corporeal joys of life, too eye-achy even to pry one’s lids open to the visual stimuli of screen time, one must make the…