Sometimes when I’ve had the flu I’ve wished that a small magical creature would appear and help me out with things. Bring me food and drink. Carry me down the stairs. Drive to my job and pretend to be me so I don’t use up all my sick days. Sometimes my fever dreams will actually grant me some of these wishes. Or at least it will make me think I’m a small magical creature.
on March 11, 2011 at 12:00 am