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It's been a slow week, largely unpleasant. Laced with just enough lethargy and inability to concentrate to get me cranky with myself. Am I just being lazy? Where's my motivation? Why can't I get out of bed?
Crawling through thick brain fog, struggling to think, to remember. Hard to take after six weeks of my brain zinging joyously, revelling in hard work, hungry for knoweldge. What's wrong with me? Have I slipped backwards again?
It seems that virus is still lingering, holed up in the upper sinunes and turning my thoughts to treacle. I'm not so angry with myself now. =o)
I finished work early today and we went for a lovely wander through the bush on the south-eastern side of the mountain. Just a gentle walk, but revitalising with the cold, clean air and chattering bird life. That definately made me feel a bit better!
It's cold again, with wet forecast. Down here, summer's supposed to be the dry season, and maximum temperatures are above 20oC, in theory (this weekend: rain and 17oC). I'm planning on doing some baking. I have duck eggs, and faith in the old farenheit oven. If it fines up for a bit, we'll go for another walk.
It might not seem very exciting, but it's a good life.
Crawling through thick brain fog, struggling to think, to remember. Hard to take after six weeks of my brain zinging joyously, revelling in hard work, hungry for knoweldge. What's wrong with me? Have I slipped backwards again?
It seems that virus is still lingering, holed up in the upper sinunes and turning my thoughts to treacle. I'm not so angry with myself now. =o)
I finished work early today and we went for a lovely wander through the bush on the south-eastern side of the mountain. Just a gentle walk, but revitalising with the cold, clean air and chattering bird life. That definately made me feel a bit better!
It's cold again, with wet forecast. Down here, summer's supposed to be the dry season, and maximum temperatures are above 20oC, in theory (this weekend: rain and 17oC). I'm planning on doing some baking. I have duck eggs, and faith in the old farenheit oven. If it fines up for a bit, we'll go for another walk.
It might not seem very exciting, but it's a good life.
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This house sits just around the corner and down the street, solid as can be. It just looks like something that materialised from my dreams. I want it to tell me its stories.
This house sits just around the corner and down the street, solid as can be. It just looks like something that materialised from my dreams. I want it to tell me its stories.
