Premature Recovery

So, my head, it is still congested. And my nose, it is still stuffy. My throat, it still tickles me. I cannot tell if my ears are open because my world is a quiet one. Apparently I was on an early morning high thanks to my 13 straight hours of sleep. But you know what feels damn good? The fact that I ate a sandwich an hour ago AND IT'S STILL INSIDE ME. Oh, yeah, baby. TAKE THAT.