Am laying feverish in bed. Upside: fever dreams are trippy. Downside: I look like the saddest homeless lady ever in tights, sweat pants, long sleeved shirt, house dress (oh yes I am), sweatshirt over that, hood up, fuzzy socks on and buried under 3 quilts. Still not warm. Commence feeling bad for me.
‘Night. And Happy Thanksgiving (or Thursday, depending on where you live) if I’m still delusional by then.