Wouldn't you know it, not an hour after I posted my last entry about how the new year was going wonderfully did a sudden rush of sickness hit me like a truck. Out of nowhere, I was coughing, sneezing, had body aches and a fever, was blowing my nose and feeling just all around miserable. Welcome, New York flu.
Apparently, the New York flu is something you get when you first move to the City, especially in your first winter. The only time I've ever been in a cold climate my whole life was on vacations, and then it was only for a few days at a time. Now five weeks in, my body has decided it doesn't like being cold all the time, and has started to rebel.
I don't remember the last time I had a cold, so I guess I'm due for one anyway. Unfortunately, when I do get colds, they last for weeks. I really hope that's not the case this time.
The only thing that made me feel better today was when the first magazine worked on was shipped to the office. There my name was, in black and white, on the masthead. And there were my stories and pictures. I guess that makes it worth it. =)