I got sick again of course. An upper respiratory viral infection that, because of my asthma, can turn into pneumonia post haste. And I have to control the pinkeye I have. And I have to heal my right arm after pulling tendons in my elbow and shoulder.
And then, saddest of all, my watch broke. My beloved watch after a year of service, snapped free from its band.
But you know what heals all of that? A kickass cup of joe from The Grey House in downtown West Lafayette. That and a crepe.