Today I Am Proust

I am not getting out of bed today. I have a cold. Being ill is like falling in love. It is incapacitating, it gives you a headache, a stomachache, you eat too much or too little, you are surrounded by moist tissues and exuded body fluids, you dehydrate and medicate, and you stay in bedContinue reading “Today I Am Proust”

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