The past few weeks had all been about catching bugs. From influenza which restricted me to my bed for days to streptococcal pharyngitis which I admit was aggravated by 40 bars of chocolate I had in my backpack when we jungle trekked.
You may just be walking down the street minding your own business not knowing what your nasals will catch.
But then there is a pathogen (let's call it pathogen for the sake of...err...pathology
) that is circling around town wildly stimulating depressive...