Life, Love, & Laundry — ode to sickness

An Ode to Sickness Hello Sickness my old friend, I've gotten hit with you again, Because a virus softly creeping, Left it's seed while I was sleeping, and the virus that was planted in my chest, still congests. Within the sounds of coughing.                               Best conversation of the week: "Wow, I look like crap." "You look like death...You are the hottest dead girl I have ever seen." hahahaha  I used to have a very strong immune system. Everyone else in the house would get sick, and I...