Goodnight friends! Finally sore throat fading to a tickle, and joints only feel swollen and feverish in the normal ways. Mostly just a bunch of congestion and some sporadic fits of heavy coughing left. Getting to be a little more productive, but I’m sleeping especially badly still, so a haze of confusion and half-drowsiness settles essily over my thoughts and I meandered half-heartedly through a lot of the day.
Passages of dazzling blue skies with gauzy gold-stained clouds in the morning and afternoon, punctuated by sluggish noon hours of dingy paper-white. Burbling constant birdsong in the trees, grass blazing a molten-hot chartreuse where lances of sunlight slip between the gravestones.
May we allow ourselves to move beyond our understanding and learn and fail today!
