March 11, 2014

I slept through both of my classes for today. I knew I should go, but the fever from last night told me that maybe I should slow down just this once. So I slept. And slept. And now I’m feeling much better. Only the last remnants of fever left over—to be expected, my body never does anything fully the first time around.

I only woke up around noon so that I could go to work at one. Tuesdays are the one day of the week where I don’t have to do anything major at work, because I’m at the science library. The silence there is just so complete that it’s almost relaxing. I’ve found myself nearly falling asleep before, but today I spent my time surfing the web for interesting or inspiring material.

I didn’t really find much. I’ve found much more interesting things since just a few minutes ago—the time I’ve spent looking through the front page of Medium (y’all should all go check it out, there’s some very interesting stuff being put up).

But that’s beside the point. I was talking about my day (although I suppose talking about what I read today could still count as talking about my day, but it just doesn’t feel like it actually counts).

Oh, the weather was so nice today. I was able to walk around outside in short sleeves. SHORT SLEEVES. Gosh it was nice. The weather was above 50°F, the sun was shining. Everything was perfect. I even didn’t dread the fact that I needed to go CVS to pick up my anxiety meds (which are now somehow half the price they used to be!!). I enjoyed my stroll there and back (after work, of course). There were so many people I passed who were on a walk with either a small child or a dog. It was great. The whole world around me is excited for Spring (although if the forecast for Thursday is for real, Spring isn’t here for the long run yet, because we’ll be back down to highs in the freezing range and a low of about 8°F…).

I’m hoping that the weather in it’s slow improvement will also be mirrored in my body, with a reduction in the amount I get sick. It’s not that I only get sick in Winter, but there’s definitely a difference between Summer!me and Winter!me in terms of immune system. Winter!me is basically in a state of always having a cold (with a few days of respite here and there, but those get lost in the days of constantly being sick). Summer!me is fine most of the time, but, when sick, is very sick for a very brief period of time. I prefer the intenser, shorter sicknesses. Because after I have those, I always feel so much relief at being well again that it’s almost like I was reborn. Coming out of a cold just means feeling tired and awful for another few weeks.