(W)retched
Jul
07
3
I spent much of the last thirty hours or so in a state of utter wretchedness. And retching. And intensified misery thinking of W. And retching. And wretched.
I don’t know whether it was food poisoning, or a virus, or what.
Even worst than the nausea and vomiting was the horrible alternation between the sweats and [...]
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