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So, I get home on Monday feeling sick from the landing and I'm still feeling sick. Occasional waves of nausea, fat headache and now my neck is totally screwed up affecting my posture. I'm leaning to the left.
Maybe I have a bug. Or maybe I just don't want to think about how this kind of travel really affects me.
I really need to hit the dance floor, I mean seriously. Tribal Fest is a month away, or maybe less. And I still don't have my music. I keep changing my mind. But I can't seem to manage it today and tomorrow I have an appointment. Argh!!!
I don't even want to discuss what else needs to be done. With an important interview next weekend, a gallery showing this weekend and stuff to make. But really, not that much stuff to make, I have stock. I just want to get down and do it, you know? My cool ideas coming in before the trip are slipping away despite the sketches.
But my head hurts and I hate nausea.
Maybe I have a bug. Or maybe I just don't want to think about how this kind of travel really affects me.
I really need to hit the dance floor, I mean seriously. Tribal Fest is a month away, or maybe less. And I still don't have my music. I keep changing my mind. But I can't seem to manage it today and tomorrow I have an appointment. Argh!!!
I don't even want to discuss what else needs to be done. With an important interview next weekend, a gallery showing this weekend and stuff to make. But really, not that much stuff to make, I have stock. I just want to get down and do it, you know? My cool ideas coming in before the trip are slipping away despite the sketches.
But my head hurts and I hate nausea.