Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1392: To be Alive

My head is hammering away as I deal with feeling ill. It’s an incredibly fun time, let me tell you. Have I felt worse? Yes. This still is pretty not fun, however.

So I’m here, I’m sick (or rather, I feel sick as I’m dealing with the consequences of my actions), and I’m just powering on at a sluggish rate and trying to get through the day to the best of my ability. Only a few more hours to go. Once I’m done, I’m done. I can collapse and flop and take it easy… once I get home, and who knows when that will be.

Probably within an hour of finishing work, but anyway.

Oh, to be alive and suffer such malediction! I do not deserve this and all that hoopla.

I’m just glad I’m not actually ill, because if I were I would not be able to work.

So there are times where you need to take a bit of a hit in order to get better. When I say “hit”, I don’t mean violence; I’m referring to a temporary bit of unpleasantness, for a given degree of unpleasantness. You keep going where you can. You keep powering on, and hopefully you get to the end of it all in one piece. You never know, but usually you come out better.

That’s what I’ve done here, and it sucks, but I’ll survive. I’ll get through this odious feeling. I’ll get to the end of it all in one piece. I’ll step into then tunnel and come out on the other end mostly unscathed.

I’ll also probably sleep really well tonight. Or maybe I won’t. The world is yet to see.

So what else is there? I’m going through various feelings and sensations, and it’s passing and I’ll be mostly left with fatigue at the end of it, and then I’ll head home and that wil be that. Life will continue. I will get through the day and then tomorrow will be yet another day. That’s how it all works and I’m in that cycle, and it’s not one I mind too much. Could be worse. I keep getting better and less tired at the end of each week, and I keep going and soon I might not even feel the fatigue of the job. Don’t know if that is indeed the case, but I hope it is the case. I hope that I keep getting healthier from doing the work that I’m currently doing.

Just gotta keep eating healthy and keep powering on and stay on top of everything. Need to keep on keeping on and shake off this sense of illness sooner rather than later, especially as I’ll be doing some gig work this Friday. Need to be fit enough for that. Need to make sure I sleep enough for that. Need to make sure I and so on and so forth for that.

But until then, I am here and feeling run down, and it’s not great.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:36:55

Wrote this at work, getting to it now. A long day.
This is one of those struggle writings, and I think it shows a lot.

Written at work.

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