#showertune: ‘the high road’ by broken bells

as quickly and as devastatingly as he arrived, the daemon Mucus has quit my ravaged frame. i awoke this morning exhausted, but with lungs purified of his cloying ooze.

my headache, sore throat, stiff neck etc. remain (although to a lesser degree), but in the radiance of the dawn of victory over the armies of cough, they seem transformed into celebratory scars; bruises from the valiant resistance – broken capillaries merged and here made badges of revolution.

today’s satisfyingly exhausted but joyous #showertune is The High Road by Broken Bells

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