This is what my nights consist of when I am sick.
its almost rather perfect, just missing my hubby.
I have a sick guilty pleasure to admit.
I secretly love being sick. I love feeling like my body is broken, because it makes the morning I wake up healthy, so much better. But also, I love being tired and weak, because it makes sleep sooo much better. So, sickly, I love having this sore throat that I curl up in a ball with my apple cider and husband with. I also love being sick because my husband is so good at pampering me and being at my every whim. its so freaking adorable and sweet. So in short, I love being sick. Sick, right?
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