...the harder they fall.
for weeks now, i've been feeling the fatigue building in my bones, the kind of bone-weary soreness that only long days spent in bed freed from every obligation can cure. it's a fatigue i've been fending off with baths and naps and teas. since august, i've been running a marathon of family obligations, writing, readings and general tending. i could feel it building, cresting, peaking over christmas. it was only a matter of time, i knew, before some nasty little bug leaped aboard and my body saw the opportunity to collapse.
it's ironic that i should get a chest cold.
do you think maybe Someone is Suggesting i need to stop and catch my breath? ;)
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.