Still sickly. Now measuring my movements by asking myself, Is it worth it?
This morning I literally thought to myself, Is it worth the energy required to roll my eyes in jest right here?
It was, or so I thought. But, really, I wish I’d saved the energy. Also, I am in day four of having the medicine mouth taste. Everything is shaped by the zinc stuff and the cough drops and the Nyquil and whatever else I’m trying. Food all tastes weird. Mostly like the zinc stuff and the cough drops and the Nyquil and whatever else I’ve been trying. Tomorrow will be better, or this is my new lot in life. One of the two.
Anyway, here’s some snowmelt, runoff we happened upon simply by accident last week in Andorra. Side of the road, into the woods behind a scenic overlook sort of thing. Oh, look, the Americans are in the ditch again, stuff.
Seeing it here, today, makes me realize something very important.
Just as soon as I feel better, I will be ready for my next vacation.
Just as soon as I stop coughing.
