That was fun. Sick-sick for the last two days. Guess I needed it. My body’s way of putting me on the bench for a while. The beautiful thing about being that ill is I can’t think of anything else – book issues, work, wife troubles, neighbor nonsense – it all disappears. Just me and the pain. Bodies are marvelous machines. I love mine. It’s been a marvelous rental. No trouble at all. I hope to send it back well used but in good condition.

Slow and steady today. Sauntered on the beach with the dogs. Made it to a meeting. Now home in front of a fire, putzing on the computer, and looking forward to getting under the comforter and delving into the stash of lesbian fiction by my bed. Being sick must be the gods way of reminding me to slow down and remember how good my life is.

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