SAD TRUTH
When your cheekbones feel as though they are cutting through your skin from the inside out, hot and shiny and sharp, you know you’re sick. When there seems to be a film of rainbow-smeared oil across your eyes that makes everything you look at swirl and blur, you know you’re sick. When the sound of other people’s voices becomes faint and muggy, and comprehension takes a dive, leaving you sitting and staring, you know you’re sick. I went to bed at 7 o’clock yesterday evening after a small bowl of chicken soup for dinner. My feet were cold but my...