I'm not going to lie to you.

I have been ILL this week, with everything from moon doom, to snotface to migraine joy.

I think everyone at work thinks that I am some kind of hypochondriac maniac.

So I haven't been up to much apart from sleeping and crying like a total loser.

When I did manage to surface I took a bunch of random photos.

These were from a coffee date:

Then I got bored looking out of my window at freedom:


And this was taken to accompany some seriously bad creative writing that I started in a feverish moment but never finished.


So yes, this is how boring life gets when you're ill.

Yes sir.