all is well

I see it.

The beautiful, shimmering, clarity at the end of the tunnel. The crisp edge of a day that starts without a headache. The twinkle of laughter and the wonder of giggling not marred by the low whir of ears clogged with lord only knows what. The amazing tartness of an apple that slides down my throat without the slightest hint of pain.

I see it.

I'm well.

Okay so that was cute and full of all sorts of fancy verbal illustrations. I have recovered from a cold that I have to honestly tell you was slightly worse that child birth. Really. I can eat, and breathe, and talk, and hear, and swallow like a normal human again. And it's amazing.

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