My Brain is Mush...

I'm getting more sleep than usual because of this illness of mine, but the drawback is that my brain feels like mush. I can't process storylines, I can't review with any depth, I can't develop new plots, I'm hopeless at writing right now and that disturbs me.

I can get some work done artistically, I do have a large enamel piece perched on my brain, but I don't have the strength to do that right now. I only hope that by the time I am finished with the antibiotics that I will have energy again *sigh*.

Waving out to Seth who is in town today. Love you, miss you, wish I was able to see you. Travel safely, come back to St Paul again.