I am bad at being sick, I cannot be still long enough to get well. Today much to my annoyance I have fallen a sleep for hours twice. I have things to do, my mind runs on ahead, my body doesn’t want to play. I am humbled by Karin who is working even tho she has cancer, and I cannot focus even on a novel… bah! I am cross and out of sorts, I have been dreaming about a new piece I started in the studio, but don’t seem to be able to get upstairs to get any work done, conserving all my energy for teaching tomorrow. Going grumpily to bed.