My body sure chose a perfect time to get sick.
The first week of class is where students get to link up with the teacher and gain a deep understanding of what the class and the in-class relationships are going to look like. Needless to say, being sick and absent messes up that dynamic and creates a strange if not strained relationship for weeks to come. I’m not in so deep that I’ll miss class, but eating seems a distant memory.
I wonder if my health is linked to my writing, because I have struggled for topics for weeks now. Its part of that cycle of writing. Sometimes you have great things to say. Sometimes you have tonight.