day of rest

today was a day of rest. i woke up with what felt like cotton balls in my throat. immediately, i called in sick, took medicine, and went back to bed. when i woke up several hours later, i retreated to the living room where i enjoyed a slow cup of coffee and i folded about 2 weeks worth of laundry.

it was a quiet day. i did go out to run a few quick errands and to take a walk on the seawall. the cool fresh air renewed me, and the walk tired me out enough to head home for a deep and healing nap. 

now i am feeling much better. i still have cotton balls in my throat, but they aren't so overwhelming or exhausting. i'll have another long and restful sleep tonight, and hopefully will be as good as new in just a few days.

i'm glad that i listened to my body. i'm 31 years old, and i might just be finally learning that mind over matter when it comes to illness is really just a load of crap. sleep and rest heal everything.