I’d love to be at the beach, today. Cool, clean air. But that’s not going to happen! I have an evil headache from hell. I’m hoping to write a bit more of Plague Cult, which is at such an exciting point, however, I have a premonition this headache will defeat me. It sent me to bed yesterday.
Do you hear violins playing? This is a bit of a self-pitying post. Sorry! The headache feels kind of flu-ey. Muscle aches and pains… I do not want to be sick!
Why doesn’t the universe listen when we say, “too busy, I’ll be sick later”?
This is a big week. Doctor Wolf is out Wednesday. I also have a secret project, a group project, that ought to be out this week — it’s been hard not to mention it, here.
Grrr. It’s only 8am, but I think the computer’s going off. I’ll try another coffee, in case caffeine really is magic, but otherwise I think today is a day given over to the headache gods.
Hope you have a better weekend!