It seems my muses don’t like me sick.

I have been feeling out of sorts for the past month, sleeping a lot, even falling asleep at work.  My writing has suffered.  I can’t focus.

Today has been the worst so far.  Dizzy, joint pain, earache, waking up at 3 a.m…called into work this morning which is the first time in years.  Hopefully I will get some amoxicillin and then go on with my life.

But why so tired?  Why so out of breath when I do the simplest things?  Why so dizzy?  Do I have to pass out in order for anyone to do anything?

Sorry.  Will write about writing next time, I promise.