Yesterday I woke up feeling chilly.
I should have listened to my body and just rest a little more in bed instead of doing some chores. Sometimes we cannot choose.
I wished I had the day off to rest but went to work and kept with my errands, except writing here.
I am feeling so embarrassed about borrowing money from a friend. I am sure that this is one of the reasons I am knocked out.
Also, it’s one of the reasons why I have to work hard on organizing my finances.
So many things in my mind, so many doubts, questions, ideas. Is it fever ???
I feel tired, and my body is sore, but I don’t feel drained, so my energy is up.
I keep doing things as usual. Well, a little bit slower… hehe.
Yesterday, I didn’t write, I chose to sleep. Now, it’s almost 3 am, and I can’t sleep without finishing here.
I want to write, to read, research, study… I guess I need to sleep, the fever is real, now I am sure.
A fever is an expression of inner rage. — Julia Roberts