Believe me, this is going to be a landscape, if I make it through the night. My cold is taking a turn for the worse, chest feels raw. Cheeks hot. Legs wobbly.
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Believe me, this is going to be a landscape, if I make it through the night. My cold is taking a turn for the worse, chest feels raw. Cheeks hot. Legs wobbly.
beterschap, wel een beetje naar je lichaam luisteren (of klinkt dat erg tuts?). Ik vind je productie elke dag maar weer wel enorm bewonderenswaardig trouwens!
My Dutch mother in law would prescribe a bag of stewed onions on your chest.
I hope you are better soon.
Onions, yes of course, but no thanks. And I made it through the night, so that is good news. As long as I don't cough, nothing hurts. And ZigZag, thanks for your admiration, production yes, it almost feels like a 9 to 5 job. But don't worry, I am down to the last four drawings, and I am looking forward to doing nothing at all for as long as I can after that.
engels landschap. ik zie er naar uit.
beterschap met wobbly legs.
Niks Engels!