It's a beautiful day to be bedridden. I've been K.O.'d by my second major illness of the season, but it couldn't be a nicer day. The sun is high in a cloudless sky. My bedroom window is totally open and a cool sea breeze keeps whipping through sporadically, calming my fever, while I lay bundled up in my down comforter with my loyal feline friend closeby.
I began noticing something was wrong 4 or 5 days ago, as I started to lose my appetite and felt bloated whenever I would eat. I haven't been feeling particularly stressed, though I have been working every day of the week. I even took myself to a movie last week to chill out. So, this time around the sickness is a mystery.
It is nice to have a couple of days in bed, though.