Dastardly flu

couldnt have picked a better time to pay me the friendly visit. Its the busiest work period of the year and I'm sick as a fly and in a foul mood. The sight of work piling up faster than I can clear them adds to my depression. Yesterday I sound like a man. Talking, one of my favourite activity, became a painful exercise. Sleep couldnt come either, throat hurt too damn much that i gave up trying to sleep and watched some programme that now I cant even remember. Right now, life is simply horrible. I wish I can run away for a month and come back and things will magically right itself.