Wednesday, December 26, 2012

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Shaky. Cold. The holidays, such a nice word for such a horrible time, are over and now I have to go back to work. I don't want to go. The scene of my failure. I have never felt less refreshed by time away.

2 comments:

Sayre said...

I hope you are not sick again? Please take care of yourself... as I am not there to do it!

I know you love St. Paul, but I wonder if a move south eventually might not do you some good. More sunshine, less cold trying to get into your lungs. Florida may be too far south (lord knows it is for me - so dang hot in the summer!) but north Georgia or somewhere in that neighborhood would give you more warmth and a change of seasons. I'm aiming to be a North Carolina girl one day.

Boud said...

I've been wondering very similar things. My own breathing has been so much better since I got away from harsh, however beautiful, winters, to central NJ which though it's had its weather crises lately (!) is more temperate. Still has nice changes of season, but is easier to live with. Just a thought.