Quite interesting to feel so sick and try to make sense of anything. Cancelled a job interview yesterday, rescheduled for Monday, by then my nose ought to look like Rudolph’s. On the other hand, there is a clarity about needing to do better with my eating.
Still, it doesn’t feel like there’s any playbook this Friday. Perhaps I’ll sit in the recliner all day and do nothing at all, other than sitting there. The be here now of feeling like this.
I’ve mentioned a few times in this space a guy I knew back in Somerville, MA named Frenchie, and his go-to pronouncement – “I don’t know nothing about nothing.” Every once in a while that line comes ringing into a day I’m having. It’s not entirely the case so far today – clear about better eating and the color of my nose. I think I’m mentioning it because it’s always been a sentiment I’ve felt okay around.
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