It's been a peculiar few
weeks. Blank brain indiscriminately filled with
random television fodder. Body weak, uncooperative,
sore. Too much sleep broken at eight-hour intervals
by the alarm clock reminding me to take another stomach-disturbing
antibiotic tablet. But it seems to have worked. I feel
more or less normal today. Thinking machinery
clanking and creaking rustily back into gear. Legs not
so wobbly, nose not so stuffy. Vague desire to Do Something
Creative.
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