I’m running a fever tonight and suddenly feeling like I’ve been ambushed and it’s barely dark. I hate being sick. It’s like my body is betraying me. I feel useless and helpless and unproductive. If I want to lie in bed, then I want to do it because that’s where I want to be, not because I’m too exhausted to move. I’m too tired to relax in my reading chair with the laptop….
Mentally, I feel great and there’s so much I want to do
right now. So much I’m excited about doing.
Physically? Either a hot soak bath or, even better, just to curl up on the sofa under one of Aislinn’s blankets and sleep all day. I’m too tired to move.
I just want someone to hug me and let me snuggle
“Hey,” a colleague says, “did you have a good Thanksgiving? Go up to Georgia?”
anything but how good my pillow feels.
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