The Fourteenth Hour

I'm going on hour 14, I think. I haven't slept, I haven't interacted with many people, I'm losing track of time. The world is spinning, and I feel it. My mind is screaming. I'm going insane.

Eh, just kidding. I'm doing fine. I've done alright with this solitude, it's good for the soul. And after only 2 doses of my meds, I actually feel improved. Don't get your hopes up pharmaceutical world--I'm not about to jump ship.

Found out I should only be contagious for 24 hours, so I even get the joy of going in to work tomorrow.

Not a bad day. Not bad at all.