Fighting this cold has been a harrowing experience as always, and yet I haven't hated it because whenever I get sick, I'm able to partake of the sweet, sweet, sleepy green pills called "Nyquil." Oh how I love the heavy, wooden feeling in my limbs as the drug takes hold and forces me into a deep, soft slumber. I love laying on the couch, savoring that feeling for minutes at a time watching TV that just seems to be white noise, muffled by the wonderful mask of restfulness.
It's almost hard to know the cold will be leaving me soon, and I'll be forced to sleep naturally without the cozy feeling of Nyquil to tuck me in and kiss me goodnight. Instead of cozily crashing at 7:30 pm, I'll stay up until 9:30 or even 10pm!
I'll buy another box, but I shan't touch it. I'll just think about it...dream about it...wonder about it...until the next cold.