Holy cold. Day five and I've mustered up the strength to wear real pants and tidy the house. Feed myself things. Not sleep for 16 hours. Of these I am happy. Last night I was more miserable than I remember being with a cold since I was in grade school.
This aside, it's sunny as all out there, and this evening, I got this text. Life is a-ok.
PS: That's organic turkey litter he's referring to.