Get me more Choglet

Right, so I am on antibiotics now, and after just a day's worth of medicines, I feel much better. Almost okay, that it. Come back to the world and all that. My hair is all matted and curly from not having been washed for days and only now do I remember that mashi had asked me to take a sponge bath today.
There'e still the occasional tummy ache and I still don't feel like eating anything at all, but it's nothing at all like the past few days. I was wondering why I was so intent on starving myself then. When u're sick, you long for some special care at home. Yet, far as I am concerned, illness is a double price you have to pay. So, out of the pure desire to save your own skin, in my house, one had better not fall sick. Cuz you'll have to look out for yourself. And if you aren't in a position to do that, you're gonna get sicker and sicker like I was getting till dadu and mashi intervened.
One of those days, I woke up and there was this massive cold sweating session. I was completely drenched in sweat and had an awful, uncomfortable belly ache that just kept on coming in spasms and all you could do was just pray God please put an end to this. Which He did, pretty soon.
I think it was also in a way, a fallout of all the aniyom I had been doing over the last month with Express. Somewhere you have to pay. But I so hate the absolutely tasteless food at home. Coupled with all things else, there was Michael K. I would be having those cold sweats and wonder whether I was becoming like K too, cursing myself for having read that book.
And then, I am still in two minds regarding my metier. It's true you can do well in anything, and you had better since it's a question of survival. But I would dream about a quiet life somewhere far away, within some distant community, away from here. May be it'll happen some day. May be I'll have my quiet life some day.