I am in the fifth day of a bad cold, with a sore throat that somehow causes pain to my eardrums whenever the soreness flares up. I am reduced to communicating with a speech synth for the second day in a row, and I have reached the point where I have eaten only a little breakfast all day (and I think I vomited it up around noon), and I find myself choking on my own saliva a couple times per day. I feel like crap, but, as much as I'm going to miss going to my restorative yoga teacher's house for Thanksgiving dinner, at least I can take some solace in that I don't have to think of anything to be thankful for after this clusterfuck of an election.
Comparing the Universal Oneness of All Life to Yo Mama since 2010.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.