Snoot Full

So, I’ve been kinda gone for awhile.
OK, not really “gone” just away from here.
And the reason for this absence ….

Nope not some glorious excuse like meeting the Queen for lunch or
visiting the castles in Germany – ya I would actually do that one.
Not it..

Sick – not even the trendy and glamorous piggy variety either.
Other folks get the good stuff – I get a stupid sinus infection.
Really – you kidding me?

A Snoot full of Snot – come on!
Head blocked full of ick – can’t breathe – can’t talk – can cough though.
Working on bringing up that first lung here shortly.
I can survive on one right?

Antibiotics and expectorant – really – I need to cough more???
So, I’m thinking I will be human again before Spring.
My energy is slowly starting to return.

I can still nod off right here at the desk though.
Did it yesterday.
Timberrrrrrrrrrrr……………….

Ya, you missed it. Comical as all hell though.
I can type in that weird dreamy not awake not asleep state.
Too bad I don’t have a video feed here.
It would be hilarious to watch that.
Like those videos of little kids falling asleep while eating and they keep eating in their nodding off stage – that would be me.

For now the coughing has subsided a little.
Sweating like a pig though.

So, I guess that is not the trendy oinky part either is it?
Ah well – to horse pills then.

Laundry as Inspiration

I had all these ideas rolling around in my head – now they are illusive.
I can’t say gone – they always come back in some form.
The short science fiction story I wrote in my head at the laundry is still bouncing around taking up space.
I would put it on paper but I don’t really know where to start.
It was really good that day though.
And I don’t do science fiction.
Somehow or another I come up with amazing thoughts at the laundry.
Amazing to me anyway.
I don’t know why.
I don’t mind the laundry at all.
The hauling in and out of the house and the laundry is the part I mind.
The rest of it I’m good with.
Something about all that cleanliness and accomplishment seems to be inspirational.
Huh, go figure.
A chore most people despise and I find my muse.
Makes no sense.
Off to the laundry then
There are things waiting to be written.