And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
Thursday, July 8th [Day 403]
Early morning
Carnivale lot
Rain. It rained. Yesterday. Good. My bucket should be full of water.
Can't seem to get the energy to trek to the showers today. The little leak in my roof drips into that bucket. I can use that, try to wash up some. Should be clean enough.
Can't remember the last time I was this sick. Skipped out on work, but no one came by to complain. Probably not much to work on, then. Should try to go today, since the sun's out. I pull myself up to sitting on my bed, but my head's already complaining & I have to pause a bit. Been sweating & chilling so much my t shirt's soaked. Try to strip it off & the air makes me shiver so I pull it back down.
Dammit. Look over towards the bucket. Seems so far away, but I know it's just a few feet.
Maybe I'll just close my eyes a bit longer, make the spinning go away.
[Open to Zann & Syl]
Early morning
Carnivale lot
Rain. It rained. Yesterday. Good. My bucket should be full of water.
Can't seem to get the energy to trek to the showers today. The little leak in my roof drips into that bucket. I can use that, try to wash up some. Should be clean enough.
Can't remember the last time I was this sick. Skipped out on work, but no one came by to complain. Probably not much to work on, then. Should try to go today, since the sun's out. I pull myself up to sitting on my bed, but my head's already complaining & I have to pause a bit. Been sweating & chilling so much my t shirt's soaked. Try to strip it off & the air makes me shiver so I pull it back down.
Dammit. Look over towards the bucket. Seems so far away, but I know it's just a few feet.
Maybe I'll just close my eyes a bit longer, make the spinning go away.
[Open to Zann & Syl]