Dashboard as tripod
I feel compelled to note that the cold continues. Not for the sake of interesting reading, but because I want to chart my health into a graph called “delicate flower.”
As with every cold, this one evolves with varying levels of symptom. I imagine the germs making their way around my sinus cavity, moving the pressure and discomfort to new locations for discovery each morning.
Oh, this will be a right-side-of-the-face ache day. I wonder if a tooth cavity is exacerbating the dull pain.
At this point, it’s minor. I can function for the most part. It’s just that when I have a slice of me time, I like to wallow, er, rest and visualize healing.
I consider the pantone number to match occasional nasal discharge.
I wonder if it’s perhaps something else, like biological warfare, making mental note that there were reports from Jersey of an odd smell a few weeks back. Maybe it’s all connected.
I remind myself that this will pass, and I will catch myself one day, hopefully soon, and note everything is functioning adequately on the graph. I should probably break this data off from my regular journal, but I’d fear there would be no content.
Current music: None, it’s late. There is snoring coming from the bedroom.