Unwell

My head throbs and my eyes are growing weary. Half-consciously, I lug myself to the bathroom. I turn the tap at the sink and wet my entire face to be given a pinch of rejuvenation. I guess my body temperature has significantly risen, this would elucidate why the water is freezing cold. I don’t think I can last much longer under this condition. Before I possibly get worse, I figure I should get a glass of warm water and drink it whole. After the last gulp, I slip into something more comfortable and lie straight on the bed, covering myself from neck to toe. Since I’m not a fan of paracetamol, I have to bear with the headache for now. I try to keep my mind void of thoughts and concentrate only on breathing, hoping this meditative state can benumb me from the discomfort and eventually put me to sleep.