I woke up with a sore throat and thought everything would be OK after the Naturopathica spritzes.
Events since then: 6th grade, a scooter accident, 3 responding OPD patrol cars, 1 ambulance, 2 victims, and, just now an earthquake.
All around casualties were light. Abrasions and hematomas for the most part, and one broken frame that formerly held a very valuable photograph, which was only ever so slightly scratched. The crystal candlestick that fell to the floor is somehow still in one piece.
Sore throat and all, Yogi Throat Comfort tea by the bed, I’m calling this one a day.