I have a cold. Which, as I'm a complete drama queen, roughly translates as: "I'm dying, I might not survive, so I'm currently planning my Viking burial at sea"
Before any one asks, yes, I am taking my own advice, as laid out in my post: https://steemit.com/alternativemedicine/@looksfarwoman/alternative-flu-remedies-d7ac890146a85
So here I lie, surrounded by used tissues, wrapped in my duvet and listlessly scrolling through new Steemit posts, looking for inspiration. I glance at my long-suffering partner and pathetically sniff as I ask for a honey infused lemon drink, (dreaming of a max strength Lemsip), whilst I explain to him the contents of my last will and testament.
Although I have several posts under construction, my head is so full of cotton wool, I can't even make a decision on which images to use, let alone, string a coherent sentence together.
So, my dear followers, I apologise for my lack of activity today and, I'll either be back to my usual self soon or I'll go "gently into that good night" with the sound of 'Ride of the Valkyries' ringing in my ears.
