As sick as a dog

Lots of time I forget that good health is my most expensive treasure. (even though I have my precious 4 years old treasure at home).

But not last night, laying there as sick as a dog, sweating all over, need to change T-shirt.

No strength left what so ever, to start-up my compt, not to mention writing any stupid stories.

Need to gulp water as much as possible.
Picturing myself as some kind of alien that arrived on earth from an oceanic planet, so he has to drink water all the time (or bathe), otherwise he will die.
Hmm...should bring my towel, I should try bathing once every hour, maybe it helps.

Gotta go, gotta get some more water from the drinking machine...otherwise I will go back to my planet quite soon.