I'm back from the jungle. It was a really great time, and I have so much to write. But not now. I came home with a fever of 102. And everything hurts. It hurts to wear clothes and touch keyboards and think. And it's difficult not to be frustrated.
I am so sorry, Please know that I am next to your bed, putting a cold towel on your forehead, giving you tylenol, and reading you a story from the large green book of my grandmothers on Elves and Faries. And, telling you how very precious you are. Mum
I'm very very happy to hear you didn't get eaten by a tiger in the jungle but also very very sad to hear that you are feeling sick. Sending you a panacea in the form of a seemingly feeble and benign comment... Jacob
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I am so sorry, Please know that I am next to your bed, putting a cold towel on your forehead, giving you tylenol, and reading you a story from the large green book of my grandmothers on Elves and Faries. And, telling you how very precious you are. Mum
I'm very very happy to hear you didn't get eaten by a tiger in the jungle but also very very sad to hear that you are feeling sick. Sending you a panacea in the form of a seemingly feeble and benign comment... Jacob
thanks :)
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