rejectomorph | Reset Thirty-Nine, Day Twenty-Five

My brain checked in a few times Tuesday, then checked out again. I have no idea where it spent most of its time, as it didn't tell me, and being brainless, I couldn't pay attention to it. When I first woke up I was very sad, and I think I stayed that way for a couple of hours, even though I had orange juice and a donut, and later even indulged in an ice cream bar. Then there was Internet time, and a bit of outdoor time, since it didn't get extremely hot out, but mostly I just maundered. Fresh bread meant there was a sandwich for dinner. There will likely be quite a few sandwiches for dinner while the bread remains fresh, given the heat that's due. So far the nights are staying cool, but in time that will change.

My lethargy has been rather intense of late, and today has been no exception. More than once I've been tempted to nap, but I've resisted. Now it's late enough to give in to actual sleep, and hope that it lasts several hours. It probably won't, particularly since I've got some aches that are likely to wake me up more than once. I'm missing my chiropractor more every day. Maybe I'll find another some day. For now I'm going to have to make do with relaxation exercises. Sadly I no longer dare attempt to straighten the kinks in my back by lying on the floor. It's just way too strenuous to get back up, and the odds that I'll get stuck down there and need help have gotten higher. Me and age. We don't get along very well. If I were younger I'd kick its ass. How ironic