Between celebrating hitting 50 followers, preparing for banned-book-week, and rearranging the house, I went down with a touch of tonsil infection. Not very fun when you can’t talk. (I’m sure my family missed my impeccably witty remarks.) Or eat. But I have to admit, though my title is catchy, I wasn’t truly sick as a dog. I just expired quietly on the lounge and watched a lot of incredibly sad movies. (I didn’t know they were sad when I started them!) Like Cast Away and John Q. And some incredibly boring ones. Like Kingdom of Heaven. But I digress.
So today, I throw my random prompt out there about being under the weather. Or you can free write. Either way, don’t forget to sign in the link so we can read your marvellous streams!
optional prompt: sick as a dog
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