Winter illness

Why, good morning :) I slept at 8 last night and woke up at 6. The morning skies are luminous. Apparently, I have bronchitis - again. Do you know what I love about being sick in the winter? My senses. My sinuses are clogged, and I know the feeling is annoying, but it can be looked at in a positive outlook. I cannot smell the badness that lingers around my atmosphere, but when time comes to smell something of nice fragrence, I can just get a whiff of my own imagination. My voice sounds funny, but at least I can hear myself speak and know what I'm saying unlike those who like to say things and don't realize what they're talking about. My throat is horrible, but I when I take a big gulp, I make sure I notice every bit that comes along my way. My mouth feels a bit numb, but it is not tasteless. Actually, everything I eat or drink tastes more yummier. I appreciate the sweet taste of hot chocolating running through my body as I sip on it during early mornings. Morning coffee would be the word, but I can't drink that, it makes me extremely tired. What I love best is waking up in the cold weather, not wanting to get out of bed, wrapped and snuggled in my blanket like a burrito. Everything I feel is extra texture-ree. I love itt. As for the inflammation of my bronchial, now that just sucks LOLLLLOLOLOL. I hate coughing every now and then, but who likes it? I think after a good night rest, I recovered a bit from my horrible day yesterday.