Shame Sickness

Contrary to what I may have claimed in the past, it has not been as smooth of a ride as it had previously been.

While I had enjoyed a generally healthy-run thus far, I cannot say that that has been true as of the late.

While the stress of a long trip had always been a great setup for compromises in the immune system, the events of the past few months (or perhaps lack thereof), have left me listless.

May has been a real sucker punch to any semblance of healthy living that I've been having.

Elevated uric acid levels. 贅沢病 so they say teased me.

Fine, I'll lay off the beef. Something I don't even really eat anymore, unless I'm in Tokyo or something.

Hay fever and/or cold soon followed. And after that, a period of numbing lethargy and relative indifference.

I forced myself out of my cocoon Saturday, and now I'm rewarded with this stubborn cough.

Instead of working on things I should. Things that could solve my other problems. I had to nurse myself. And with nothing to show for today. I did zero work. I do not feel any better.

I am left facing the harsh light of this laptop, two or three hours past my ideal sleeping time.

Circadian rhythms banged out of its cadence.

Not that there was much of that as of the late anyway. Either sleep early at 7:00 PM or find myself wide-eyed at 2:07 AM.

Like right now.