I fucking jinxed myself.
I have 'flu. My skin is still in tact, but my face feels like it's falling off.
Burning candle at both ends, big nights, and Blatic temperatures. Plus grief and stress.
Standing in bus shelters when it's -8 outside, flitting between hospital and the office to see my aunt and hold her hand.
The excitement of knowing that this time next week I'll be in South Africa. Then immediately jaded by the concept that I'll need to say goodbye to my aunt. Forever.
Few weeks have been so bittersweet.
And flu-riddled. Again.