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You know those days
You wake up
Nose stuffed
Groggy as hell
Your body aches all over
And all you can think is
****, I can’t be sick
But you are
Maybe you’ve been working too hard
Maybe it was that guy who sneezed near you on the bus
It’s too late now
Today you accept your mortality
We can’t be superhuman all the time
I know, you try
We all do
So time for a day off
Be a child
Miss your mom
Let yourself be vulnerable
just r e l a x
chill
Most look at being sick as rain cloud on a perfectly sunny day
not me
It’s a day to yourself
To get back in touch with you
Process all these things you burry down to keep going warp speed ahead
So wake up
Embrace the sniffles
Curl up in bed and do you
In the end of it all that’s all who matters anyways

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