It's been a time of spiking fevers and deluges of sweat when the fever breaks, rib cracking coughs and this insane buzzy feeling in my head. I do not like it, Sam I Am.
It's still raining which is lovely though lends a melancholy air to things.
I almost wrote a poem but it was so dark I didn't finish it.
Wish I were hungry so I could eat some of that Thai Chicken Coconut Soup I made earlier.
Ok, I'm tired...I didn't knit a stitch...but I did watch a few episodes of "Grace and Frankie" and read some Inspector Morse. s
Off to rest some more. I'll be better soon and perhaps by then seedlings will be popping up all over the garden.
Be Well, Be at Ease, Be Happy