Day 287
Relapse day. I will sleep all weekend. That’s it.
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
I must be feeling better. I have done a full day’s work, albeit very slowly. I shaved mid-afternoon. I have taken out the recycling and the rubbish, both of which… Continue Reading
Worse still than yesterday. Perhaps I’m expecting too much. It took me 3 hours to deal with 4 or 5 emails this morning. I took to the sofa for the… Continue Reading
Worse. I have slept most of the day. No energy. Weird dreams; of cricket, of babies, of puppies, and villages with streets too narrow to squeeze through.
Places I tried to sleep last night: our bed (unsuccessful), at the dining room table (unsuccessful), on the sofa under two blankets listening to my Aggie playlist (partially successful for… Continue Reading
I’m sitting in the garden in the glorious sun after having stuffed myself full of breakfast cake, a double espresso, lots of water, vitamins and paracetamol. Although I feel dreadful,… Continue Reading
So, after two and half years successfully avoiding covid-19, I have it. M tested positive yesterday, and I tested negative, and felt fine (we’ve been married for 31 years, and… Continue Reading
In haste, as I need to leave for London soon. The real downside is that M is feeling very much under the weather and can’t come with me to have… Continue Reading
Yesterday evening, after work, I started recording a pre-record I’m putting out on Radio Stradbroke on Saturday, Episode 4 of my 12-inch vinyl 12-inch singles. Got up at 7 and… Continue Reading
I hadn’t intended to name check the book about aging I’m reading until I’d finished it and could comment on its entirety, but so many of you have asked what… Continue Reading