On the contrary.
I cannot say for sure, but I suppose this is how someone with conjunctivitis looks like.
A swollen eyelid can make one look a little sexy.
A day off from work became a blessing in disguise instead, resulting in a relatively stress-free three-day weekend. I cannot look at my papers nor face the screens for too long. (At the back of my head, a voice kept screaming: “WORK IS PILING UP HIGH AND DON’T YOU FORGET IT!”)
In the course of that, however, I also discovered randomly trivial stuff, like how a thirty-minute power nap can fit in the most fascinating dreams; and the solace and comfort that cool, rainy Sunday afternoons can bring.
The fun is over. This week is gonna be a killer.