Today I’m taking the slow road. I caught some sort of lurgy on the weekend. At the end of Day 2, I’m now starting to feel a little human again. The last 48 hours have been slow. Slow to rise, slow to make decisions, slow to move. I always take my health for granted when I’m well. Then when I get knocked down with something, I remember how shiite it is to not be able to just do my thing. (Looks to the heavens) thank you, thank you that normally, I am healthy.
Won’t take it for granted again. Promise.
This window sill has been my view. As lovely as it is, I am momentarily sick of it and busting to get outside and move around again.