The past couple of weeks I’ve been sick with bronchitis. It came on after my birthday and has continued to stifle my breath and endanger any semblance of my social life.
I had to take off an entire week of work and just sleep, cough, watch films, listen to podcasts, and talk with God.
Yes, I watched the entire Harry Potter collection. Yes, I marathoned Marco Polo. Yes, any of the holiday movies I own were consumed.
Yes, Hello Internet, Serial, and Screen Junkies: Movie Fights were caught up on.
I got stuff done.
But in all seriousness, the majority of this time was spent in and out of the dream world with Hermione, Spiderman, and Adnan fighting alongside me against the Chinese.
It’s been a weird time.