Wednesday, 22 December 2010

Sometimes I'm very glad at the job I do.

It's not true of all lines of work, to be sure, but for many, being physically weak and having your mental capacity reduced by an illness can mean you have to go without something. I like that while it was only physical weakness I could still do my job fine, and only when my mind started going did I consider not going in.

I've had the feverish coughing and headache making cold for nine days now, and it's getting close to Christmas. I'm going to go home (not as close as I'd like) and tuck up until Santa brings me my orange.

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