Yeah, things are pretty mudane and blank here. My head continues to be sort of dopey, and the air is thick enough to cut with a knife (which will always mind me of a Raggedy Ann story about sandwiches being derived in that manner). It’s just… a day. There’s work that will get done, there’s gaming that will get done, and eventually I’ll go to sleep. There’s sad lurking and I’m sure I’m slowly sinking deeper, but it hasn’t gotten to me yet. Could the watering of my eyes have been pollen or sadness this morning? I really don’t know. There’s nothing I can do really either besides continuing to hunker down and hope the worst of that storm is weathered when it makes itself truly known. Well, and take my hay fever medicine, but that one was a given.
Still, it’s not a complete wash; there are still little blessings to be counted. I am still enjoying the things I enjoy. I am looking forward to the forecasted thunderstorms that are supposed to show up today; they’re always like a taste of back home. Most of that nasty cold has cleared off, and my body moves freely. My focus might not be ideal, but at least it’s not irritating me that it’s so poor. So that’s something, and it’ll have to do to help me limp by. 🙂