52/27: Feeble

The sun has returned to trouble me with the distressingly high contrasts it creates. Everything is the shade fades to obscurity and everything bright makes me squint and sneeze. But then the only reason for me to go outside is to fetch the mail, and I can safely wait for dusk to do that today, as it is not raining. In the meantime, I can stay indoors and eat Thursday's dinner, which is now cooking, and then perhaps pull my hoodie down over my eyes and take a nap.

And now I have eaten Thursday's dinner and am ready to sleep. All I need do is wait for it to settle a bit more, as I am feeling stuffed and at risk of bringing it all back up. I ate too much, not because it was good, since it was really mediocre at best, but because I want to minimize the leftovers. Speaking of which, I need to put those in the refrigerator. But, yeah, it's definitely nap time. I can feel the passage out sneaking up on my feeble brain.