Nah.nope. I'm not well.
Let's just say I woke up feeling unwell and though it's not something alarming it is rather tediously bothersome and since morning I've been under a haze of somber moodiness pockmarked with an exacerbated sulk.
The day is beautiful, as beautiful as can be.
It's sunny and pleasant. How often can one say that? Autumn is finally here.
It's cool enough that you don't want to turn on the fan much and warm enough to cycle about in the sunshine without feeling the ache of heat and humid jabs.
Cycling..that's what I did.
I'd been feeling sick, my joints aching with a familiar pain and morning that looked so lustrous and cool out of the window took on a cold wet aspect indoors and considering I woke up grumbling with a mind and body in strict denial to be of any help or constructive value I pondered about in the house, ruminating with a cup of water, needing tea so bad that I left the house and went off looking for distractions and a bit of morning sun enjoyment. Not to mention the vit D that comes with it.
As I cycled I realized my legs ached with that pain I never seem to ever get used to and instead of a strenuous cycling effort, I did a bit of lazy peddling around neighbourhood, looking at things, at people, stopping randomly to check out fruits and buy some vegetables, after which I sat near the river in the garden shortly after which I walked back home.
Around an hour spent smothered in lazy film of lackadaisical carefreeness with a knowledge that I'd not eaten something since morning, and I somehow didn't feel like eating anything much I now bake a tray of chicken and veggies for lunch.
Today? today is beautiful.
Let's just say I woke up feeling unwell and though it's not something alarming it is rather tediously bothersome and since morning I've been under a haze of somber moodiness pockmarked with an exacerbated sulk.
The day is beautiful, as beautiful as can be.
It's sunny and pleasant. How often can one say that? Autumn is finally here.
It's cool enough that you don't want to turn on the fan much and warm enough to cycle about in the sunshine without feeling the ache of heat and humid jabs.
Cycling..that's what I did.
I'd been feeling sick, my joints aching with a familiar pain and morning that looked so lustrous and cool out of the window took on a cold wet aspect indoors and considering I woke up grumbling with a mind and body in strict denial to be of any help or constructive value I pondered about in the house, ruminating with a cup of water, needing tea so bad that I left the house and went off looking for distractions and a bit of morning sun enjoyment. Not to mention the vit D that comes with it.
As I cycled I realized my legs ached with that pain I never seem to ever get used to and instead of a strenuous cycling effort, I did a bit of lazy peddling around neighbourhood, looking at things, at people, stopping randomly to check out fruits and buy some vegetables, after which I sat near the river in the garden shortly after which I walked back home.
Around an hour spent smothered in lazy film of lackadaisical carefreeness with a knowledge that I'd not eaten something since morning, and I somehow didn't feel like eating anything much I now bake a tray of chicken and veggies for lunch.
Today? today is beautiful.
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