I have a touch of the flu. Glad to be able to stop and rest.

An afternoon in bed. Four blankets.

Socks that don’t match. Symbol for autism. I just want warm feet.

So thirsty. Drink,drink,drink.

Hopefully I have not spread it. My addled brain wants to feel guilty. Perish the thought.

Finding out my Meg needs braces at 28. I can’t believe it.She can’t believe it.

Carol and I missed connections for a movie. The hearts she texts make me teary.

Phone beeps I respond. Emailing and then snoozing.

This is my Spring Break but adventure will be another day.

Be grateful anyway!