I should do something, I keep telling myself over and over as I sit in my chair. I should do something, but I'm sick and my nose won't stop running and my glands feel two sizes too large and it's cold and I'm feverish and The Witcher is coming to Netflix soon so I really should replay the game.

I have so much to do, I say under my breath as I take in another whooping gasp of air through my mouth. I gotta write my free companion pieces for the game, I gotta start writing a press release for that same game so I have that prepared for when I'm allowed to start promoting it, I gotta throw some words down because I signed up for NaNoWriMo.

But, the other side of me reasons as I reach for yet another tissue, I'm not really all that serious...

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