Being sick enough typically meant spending the day laying in bed, alternately shivering and burning, drifting in and out of sleep, occasionally puking, and that was still preferable to spending the day at school.
Being sick enough typically meant spending the day laying in bed, alternately shivering and burning, drifting in and out of sleep, occasionally puking, and that was still preferable to spending the day at school.
I’ve noticed that my math skills improved significantly as an adult. I think part of it was getting out of my bad home life, but I’ve noticed a lot of things just kind of clicked into place (like hand eye coordination, especially) in my early twenties.