When: I didn’t really walk. Explanation to follow.
Weather: 50’s, Cloudy, Rain is supposed to be on the way
- Today was another walkless day. It makes me look like a liar mouth. I call it my daily walk, and yet I don’t walk. As i threw this project together at the end of last year, I thought, “What will I do if I am sick or traveling or for some reason can’t walk?” As you may have already guessed, I am well within my rights to take a figurative view of a “walk”. And, this is what I am doing.
- Still sick: I won’t bore you with the extra nap or the extra liquids. A cold may not be drowned-able, yet it does seem to be temporarily appeased when excessive liquid is introduced into a virus-ridden system. It did seem like I walked/sat around the house with a constant dropping of tissues in my wake. As the day has progressed, my mind feels closer to its usual sharpness. My wife was not pleased to hear this. When I am sick, I am a better husband. I gratefully accept all of the help she offers me. I don’t resort to a sassy or slightly exaggerated comment. I am “me” with the insecurity removed. When sick, I realize my flaws and don’t try and defend my often flimsy positions. (Maybe not always flimsy. Maybe I am just more tolerant of other positions when sick…)