'summer' cold
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2005.05.07
I have a cold! After an entirely healthy Winter, I am now weighed down with a sore throat and head and a runny nose.
twenty-seven years and one million words
I have a cold! After an entirely healthy Winter, I am now weighed down with a sore throat and head and a runny nose.
Nobody belongs anywhere, nobody exists on purpose, everybody's going to die.
—"Morty", of Rick and Morty