Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Sometime last night or this morning I dreamt quite vividly that I had gone downstairs for a snack, intended to break off a corner of the brick of Cheddar in the fridge, and wound up eating nearly all of the cheese I had. Later I woke hungry, and was confused to find all the cheese still there.

Not doing well today. Sleeping in two and three hour chunks. This evening I was unable to figure out whether I was more hungry or more sleepy -- crashed for half an hour and sortakinda woke up, just enough to notice a hungry cat looming. (She actually perched on my hip for a little while.) I asked her to drag some food upstairs from the kitchen for me, but she didn't seem to understand. Probably because I was mumbling. It took me another half hour to wake up enough to pull myself out of bed so I could feed Perrine and myself.

I had a small but important to-do list for today. I didn't do any of it yet.

I've been thinking about yesterday, trying to figure out whether I pushed myself too hard and caused this flare, or just had it land on me randomly. I didn't think I was pushing that hard at the time...