Been sick since I got back from Chicago Tuesday morning. Today I woke up with some energy and am catching up on stuff.
Couple of thoughts: (i) one sneeze on a plane and the whole world is infected; (ii) if I die in my bed no one will know until the smell hits the hallways. I aim to construct some kind of thing where at least someone that knows me can take over the burden of my corpse and emails and stuff should this place finally prevail over my shitty health.
Watched two good films on the plane.
Barracuda
The Florida Project
