For most of this week I've been sick with a very bad cold. It was one of those where I coughed so hard I pulled a gut muscle, was super tired but couldn't sleep, had a sore throat, wah wah waaaah, yadda yadda yadda.
During one of those semi-lucid napping-until-I-cough-my-butthole-loose periods, I tried to settle my mind by silently repeating the mantra, "That which does not kill us makes us stronger." Well, my unwell mind did what unwell minds do and gradually lost its grip on the original idea and added a little mental flem until I ended up saying to myself, "That which does not thrill us takes us longer."
In retrospect, it's actually kinda cool. In fact I think it's downright profound! Now why the fuck can't I do that shit when I'm sitting at my laptop?
