Talk about awry! All my brave new resolves and plans and resolutions wiped out by a bug. I'm getting better, still weak, don't feel like doing anything creative, but I am very humbled and I am scaling down a bit. For a while. Sleep and water. And time. That's what I need.
So tomorrow is the first day of the rest of the hear. Start again.
I promise.
Talk about going awry. Well, that's what keeps me humble. All my lovely resolves and resolutions wiped out by a bug. And what a bug I am.
I kept thinking of great writers and people of great resolve who managed to keep producing in sit of physical ailments. Cole Porter in spite of great pain (and morphine) wrote his masterpiece "Kiss Me, Kate" after his legs were destroyed and he was on pain-killers.
And that's when I seem to have disappeared only it surfaced again. I guess I should go back to bed.
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