Not much to say, being sick—I caught E’s evil bug, imagine that. Being sick is the most boring, tedious topic there is. Sleep, sneeze, slouch… not much content there. To sum up, I feel like crap.
Too crappy to pontificate or drone on, you’ll be relieved to know. My mind’s a blank. Zombified. I can’t even think of a topic. Blah.
So there you have it, the daily writing attempt. Thank whatever I’m not an actual writer.
No illustrations come to mind. No mind comes to mind.