Nite Darksheare. Sleep Well, Sir. May the coughs and sniffles and what ails you be gone by daybreak. If not gone by daybreak, I’ll pray each ill be busted soon. {{HUGS}} Darksheare!
Thanks.
I can probably guess that this is bronchitis already.
*shrugs*
I’ll live.
I’ve shrugged off worse before.
Just took some time.