231 | 365

231 | 365

I survived the flights home, although by the time I walked through the apartment door I was nearly weeping with exhaustion (traveling with a rotten head cold is not such a good idea). Today I barely budged from the couch. Scott has had the whole week off from work, so he sat with me, watched terrible television and made sure I had good things to eat.

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