a bad start to a cny

i should be rejoicing
jumping and squealing with laughter and natural happiness.

but sickness has a way of putting you down
every sneeze i make, clenches my throat and tears it apart.
every cough i make suffocates my lungs, rendering me of no ounce of speech.
my verbal communication has been stifled by wheezing and helpless whimpers.

i feel awful, to the every core of my body.
never has my throat betrayed me so much.
much less given me any trouble recently.

the cny sparkling spirit has left me already.
i dont seek solace in my red packets.
for i dont have absolute ownership of any to begin with.

just let this week pass quickly.
so i can get well.


flu panadol is my new best friend.