Kind of like I have been. For the last week or so. Caught a flu. For the first time in years. I had forgotten how miserable it is to just lay in bed. Sick.
I seem to be finally shaking it off, though. Just as good, since I'm going to church tomorrow morning. To hear Mozart's Requiem. That will be my final touch of healing. There is something about that piece which is thoroughly invigorating.
Probably has something to do with that holy ghost thing. Which reminds me! We carved out pumpkins today. With a bunch of friends. Boy, that was fun. Here are the results: My wife's spider on the left, and my self-portrait on the right.
Boo!
