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I have finally emerged from the Covid haze. The appetite is returning and I am awake past 8pm for the first time in *several days*.

I’m just a girl, staring at a light bulb, asking to PLEASE FUCKING LET ME SNEEZE I JUST WANT TO SNEEZE OH MY GODDDDDDD

Trying not to be in a huff about how beautifully sunny the last few days have been as I continue to be absolutely wiped out by Covid.

Oh cool so the constant need to sneeze has begun. How fucking vintage to get Covid in 2024.

Love that my return to this format of social media is literally just a timeline of me getting sick. How on brand.

Nice of the universe to have my back at this time. What could I possibly need on my annual leave which I took to repair my soul? Covid. Cheers for that.

Well it *was* sunny today. Now it’s 4:50pm so it’s pitch black outside.

Plus it’s sunny in Scotland. So my Scottish genetics mean that I am gazing out the window with all the forlornness of an ailing Victorian child. “I long for sunshine. Wheel me outside dear so I can feel the crisp air upon my skin”

Booked time off work to chill after a VERY BUSY few months. Immediately I am riddled with a fever. Ok cool.