Finally

The swelling has gone down finally and the pain has returned to an acceptable level.

Just in time, says I. Have to go up to the city tomorrow and move in to the new flat (sort-of move in anyway).

I wanted to live within comfortable walking distance to the city centre. Well we achieved that goal. We couldn't be more central.

Living above a burlesque bar/lounge is going to be interesting. I wonder if we'll go inside it at any point.

I hope more of the pain goes away by tomorrow. That'd be great.

Hospitals and Bloodtests.

It'll take days to wash the stench of impending death from me.

I hate hospitals.

But every night I burn...

...every night I call your name,
every night I burn,
every night I fall again.

-sigh-

I can't remember the last dreamless sleep I had.

If it's not the usual nightmares, it's dreams of lost things.

Waking life offers no respite, the agony of illness tears at me.

It's odd how you can dream of someone as if it were that first day.

-sigh-

So far gone and so far away.

Blessed be the painkillers...

...for they ease my pain.

So very very ill. I either have mumps, a bacterial infection or something else. Whatever it is it's very very painful and has caused the right side of my face and neck to swell to an extraordinary level. But hey at least I can have endless fun looking in the mirror and seeing what it'd look like if I put on a lot of weight in just my head.

I look like Jabba the Hutt. Everyday I wake up and not only is the pain worse than the day before, but the swelling has spread and increased. It's even starting to push on my windpipe.

But thank heavens for my painkillers. Mild opiates ftw.

I've done nothing but sleep for 3 days and haven't eaten.

If I die i'm going to be mildly irratated.

Bad mood.

Had a falling out with a friend today.

I'm not certain what it was about. All I know is that she was angry with me. I must've done something to upset her, but I can't for the life of me figure out what it is.

I won't waste my time trying to think of it either.

Riddles are for the jesters from Nightmare. Don't yell them at me and expect me to understand you.

I don't want to understand you, I don't want to understand anyone. I want to be left alone.

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