And so I’m back.  Been sick.  Been spewing out stuff.

There was a time that when I was sick, I at least had the comfort of
knowing that–for that day–I had been relieved of all my
responsibilities.  For some reason, whenever I am confined to my
bedroom, I find my mind looking for that same comfort.  But that
search has consistently been squelched by the reality that those days
are gone–long gone.

So now, being sick has the double whammy of feeling like crap and also falling behind in work.

I’m staying at home today, but working.  Nothing’s spewing
out…just got a lingering headache.  Nothing that some good ol’
modern medicine can’t fix.