The Absolute Best Thing That Could Happen When You Are Racing Toward a Deadline:

You get the flu!

No, really!

I’ve been sick since Wednesday night—basically immobile since Thursday night—and have so much work to do! There were times during the high points of my fever when I couldn’t even stress over the upcoming deadline, I just thought of it all in lazy colored shapes, easily confused, forgotten. I am more coherent now, but I have a massive cold. Such luck. You know, technically my deadline was tomorrow.

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