It's Tuesday and I'm still ill. I'm also being forced to contemplate how a 26 years old flirts with a 17 years old and it's making me sick.
I'm very proud of myself in a way. I finally managed to come up with an idea to work on AYTM, my poor story that have been shelved for how long? A month, two maybe? I first got sidetracked writing something else (Wynter) and then I couldn't find the right inspiration in me to write something new. Last night I forced myself to type up what I had written on paper a while ago and the hybrid of a chapter came out.
What else? This flu refuses to leave me alone. Last night I slept pretty well, today I'm feeling a bit better, but you should see my nose... it's red, swollen, puffy... My eyes look like I've been punched... Beatiful, in one word *LOL*