decay

Sickness is really just an evil, wicked thing. It saps your strength in everyway. Not only does it take enormous effort to breath and walk, and even more to speak, but it tears down the walls of ‘strength’ I have been be building the past couple weeks. Luckily, I’m still able to shove as much away as possible, but it is getting harder to do again. For the most part, I’ve gotten myself to where I am numb to about everything, but being sick is putting little chinks the armor that allow him to slip through. Blah.