So as I am writing this (it was yesterday), I am sick as a dog. Seriously, I sound like death (and I was supposed to sing at NewSong practice that night, yeah, right!)
I hate being sick. I've heard all the stories, it's God's way or our bodies way of saying slow down. The problem is, it happens when I'm most busiest! And I haven't been over exerting myself lately, I just have a lot to do. But here we are, the day before the 30 Hour Famine, and I can barely keep my eyes open. I am so sick I am watching curling and trying to keep up.
So for everyone else under the weather, I support you, I understand, and I'm sorry. Get better soon!