Of course my first weekend without any social or work obligations and I am sick. The illness has been with me for about a week and seems to ebb and flow. One moment I feel normal and then fifteen minutes later I am in tears from extensive coughing.
Worst of all, tomorrow night is my beloved Body&Soul reunion party, and there is no way I can justify such a soul-enriching excursion in my current physiological shape.
I am realizing that I have a difficult time when I am forced to do nothing. If "doing nothing" is of my own choosing I am at ease with it. But tell me I can't "do nothing" and I resent the cosmos.
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