I've been laid low for what seems like forever with the worst cold. I can't even read. Or think. Or focus on anything interesting. That's the real bummer. I just lay around with my eyes closed--breathing like a surfacing dolphin--while listening to the drone of the television. Where is my immune system when I need it?
Luckily, a local editor is working on my story even if I am not. Thank you, Angela!
Hope you're well and happy, blogging friends. Are you busy being industrious or enjoying a little R&R?
Whatever you do, stay clear of the dreaded summer cold.
