Thursday, October 22, 2015


Sick. Woozy after a sleepless night. This is the universe saying, Okay, you had so much joy with Paul McCartney and Justin Trudeau, now let's get real.

So this is real - stuffed nose, sore throat, coughing. But - the sun is shining hot through my bedroom window. I can cancel today's events except for my class tonight, and I'll be fine for that. Being sick always reminds me of the times when I was an actress and had to do a show even with a raging temperature. This is nothing.

The sun is shining, my bed is waiting. Thank you universe, for forcing me, every once in a while - NOT TOO OFTEN PLEASE - to slow down.

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