Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



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Back to Bed

This has not been a record week for blogging - but it is a record week for sickness. This is the sickest I've been since I had a blog, and quite possibly, in the past five years. I can't do anything but sleep, moan, cough for a while, and go on looking like crapola.

I made a very hard decision this morning and called the conference to tell them that I wouldn't be in attendance - you all know how I am usually willing to push myself and even make made decisions - so that should indicate how afflicted I am. I just don't think that there's anyway I could speak for 20mins, nor do I think it's possible for me to be a productive participant and sit and listen to others while I am distracted by my cough, fever, and congestion.

Back to bed... quite possibly, forever.
posted by lmjasinski at 1:14 PM