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Why the hell it means so much to me
On the second day of my stomach flu, my true love brought to me a ninety-five-year-old timetable for the Boston and Albany Railroad.
(Today was actually, noticeably better. I'm still more or less on liquids, but miso soup, goat's milk custard, and beef broth are a substantive improvement on ginger beer. My fever came down a full degree. I no longer feel as though my only options are active nausea or exhaustion.)
The timetable is "Corrected to June 29, 1919."![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
derspatchel picked it up on his way home from a recording session at Harvard. I needed information on B&M's Western Division for a story, but it was also just a wonderful thing to be handed among the new bottles of ginger beer and seltzer.
I shall now attempt to sleep the same number of hours as last night, only hurting much less.
(Today was actually, noticeably better. I'm still more or less on liquids, but miso soup, goat's milk custard, and beef broth are a substantive improvement on ginger beer. My fever came down a full degree. I no longer feel as though my only options are active nausea or exhaustion.)
The timetable is "Corrected to June 29, 1919."
derspatchel picked it up on his way home from a recording session at Harvard. I needed information on B&M's Western Division for a story, but it was also just a wonderful thing to be handed among the new bottles of ginger beer and seltzer.I shall now attempt to sleep the same number of hours as last night, only hurting much less.
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