I’m STILL sick. I must have the flu. I wake up every morning feeling like I got beat up the night before—even though I go to bed before 10pm and wake up at 7:30am. Can’t wait to kick this thing. Plus there’s the Kaiser race on Sunday. I have no energy; I might have to (gasp) walk it. But I’ll save those thoughts for later on in the week.
I’m completely out of wack.
I only consume wellness drinks and chocolate. I don’t feel like eating which is a huge RED FLAG. I typically spend most of my days dreaming of what I’m going to eat next.
Read? Yep, can’t remember the last time I did that. Words on a page…so stressful. I scan the paper version of the Wall Street Journal and flip through San Francisco mags. Have any of you been reading up on the SFMOMA expansion? Pretty incredible.