a sick day
This is my view this morning: the linen pile at the bottom of my bed, the light filtering in between the blinds.
Well, that was my view, before I got up to take a bath.
Today is all about self care and rest and trying not to let this cold turn into bronchitis. I do feel better than yesterday. (I'm thinking about coffee - I won't have any, but I'm thinking about it, surely that counts for something?)
Embracing what is challenges me to embrace being sick, too.