My wife made me sleep for 4 hours on a Sunday afternoon, even though she knows I slept for a nice 7 hours the night before. See saw the exhaustion in my eyes and heard me speak and complain and so she knows:
My vacation is almost over.
It’s like my body knows when rest and relaxation end. Tomorrow I start working again and the body feels like it’s building toward a fever. I have no clue where I could have caught this infection, either. At Navy Pier? At the Mexican restaurant?
On the Internet?
The only thing that makes sense is that my body detects that work (ie, the student body) is iminent, and creates a counter-virus: make Felix sick and maybe he will stay home.
I haven’t called in sick since October or something. I’m going to fight this one.
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