My illness is mostly gone. Despite me aggravating it by going out on Saturday night, all that’s left is a lingering dry cough and the after effects of cough medicines.
Do not operate heavy machinery.
That’s what it says on the bottle. Maybe I shouldn’t have driven my car today. In micro moments of disassociativeness, it felt like my car was driving me. Woo. Dangerous. Haha. Funny. Not very. I’ve been naughty. Spank me.
Maybe you should have stayed at home today.
Maybe I should have listened to my own advice. Maybe I should stop talking to myself. My head is floating. Woo. Mmm yeah.