I’ve made it home, but I feel awful. I would be in bed except that my gut is hurting too much to get comfortable, so here I am sitting at the computer and just feeling generally gross.
In other news, outside it smells like… not rotten, but definitely not fresh, salmon. Since I can think of no reasonable explanation for why outside should smell like salmon, I am just figuring that it is a brain tumor. Maybe not, since I don’t smell it inside.
Everybody else is asleep, or I would drag other people outside to ask if they smell it. “Hey come here, smell this. It is gross.”
Yep.
Outside stinks. I don’t feel well. And that’s the way it is.
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