...but I'm not.
Yeah, I'm writing here, but I have a 2500-word article due tomorrow and that's where my thoughts should be.
They're not.
Instead, I'm trying to convince my stomach to retain a cup of tea.
And I'm thinking about everything but the subject I'm supposed to be writing about, including (but not limited to): Cuba. Vicious Idaho predators. Corrupt politicians. My empty mailbox. People to whom I owe money. People who owe me money. Loneliness. Nausea.
This is not good.
23 hours ago
2 comments:
I'm sorry you're sick.
-Lauren
I'm sorry too, that you are sick, MrScribbler.
Hey... I'm drinking decaf tea, and eating a couple Zesta saltine crackers right now. Got that 'N' stuff in my tummy too.
*passes you Mylanta or Pepto* {{hugs}} and prayers for you to get well.
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