I was sick again. Very high fever 101-102 degrees. Had to call the doc for a home visit and though I am all good now, I still haven’t regained my appetite. And I shall repeat, being sick and alone at home sucks big time. Being sick also derailed some of my plans of wrapping things up before moving out and lessened the number of offs I could take while moving. So there’s the rant against it.

But I also realised that when I had just moved into this place, I fell sick too. It felt like a circle of life thing. Back then too I was very sick and my neighbours helped me. It was also at the height of the swine flu scare in my city and I was so scared I was going to contract it.