It figures that today I find myself down sick. Just a ridiculous flu. It keeps me in bed. Tonight’s the season finale of Real Time, which I’ll just see from here instead. No energy for travel, or much else. So I’m in bed, watching Cup qualifying and hoping I can keep down a croissant. Fun.
Still, I’ve had to learn how to pace, now not to overdo it in life. Long sequence of lessons, this. Back with more opinion shortly.