Conversation with Jon last night.
Jon: “What are you going to do tomorrow?”
“Well, I need to do laundry… and pay bills… and I’ll probably try and rest some more since I’m still not feeling well.”
“You should get in a good workout.”
“Maybe. But it depends on how I feel. It’s hard to breathe with all this stuff in my chest, so I may not be able to work out.”
“You’ve gotta sweat the cold.”
“What?”
“Feed the fever, sweat the cold.”
I laugh. “Do you really think that’s what it says?”
“What?”
“It’s ‘starve a fever, feed a cold.’”
He laughs. “Oh. I think my way sounds better.”
I guess if you’re trying to kill someone.
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