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Lungs! Hooray!

Last night, my body conspired to keep me coughing for three or four hours straight. This was after a good long time of emotional turmoil, of course.

Today, I walked to work and back. By the time I got to work, my muscles were saying, "Aww yeah. About time. Walking's fun! Let's do some more!" My lungs, on the other hand, were protesting, and evidently my face had gone an odd color. By the time I got home, I was ready to fall over. My muscles are content to keep going as long as they get enough to breathe. My cardiovascular system wants to know where all its oxygen has disappeared to.

I'm glad I don't have to be back at work until Thursday.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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