I initially wrote \"Stumblign\", and considered leaving it like that, as an accurate reflection of my state of consciousness.<\/p>\n
Still, or again, sick. Thinking is like stumbling through a dense sea of cotton. Throat is slightly sore; not enough by itself to stop me from going to work, but I'm not sure I would be safe operating a bicycle or car, even for the short ride to work.<\/p>\n
Spent much of yesterday basically staring at the computer screen and zoning out. (No, not quite literally, but close. I could only manage to focus enough to do repetitive no-brain-required tasks, like entering story info into the SH database.) David H left, and came back a couple hours later, and I was still sitting in the same place. This happened several times. I somehow couldn't manage the energy to move from the computer chair to the bed three feet away so I could nap.<\/p>\n
Today, my goal is to nap. I received an email message an hour ago from a very nice woman claiming to be named Angelica; I'm not sure why she was sending me prices for \"PI||S\" and \"PiLlS\", but the subject line said \"Go to sleep,\" and I think that was very wise advice, and most kind of her to suggest it. I think sleeping is a goal we can all really unite behind.<\/p>\n