Feeling well is by far the most desirable goal, but being sick gives you a reason to sit at the computer making "paper" snowflakes here.
I have probably made, oh, I don't know, about forty of them.
The above snowflake is my latest creation. I cannot stop.
The icon is a tiny pair of scissors that travel your chosen path, snipping here, cutting there, swirling about at whim. It takes you back to your childhood.
Now all I need is for my mom to bring me some beef bullion
and saltine crackers and I'll be feeling like my old self again.