I have been miserable for more than a week. Last week Thursday I had to send out my newsletter while being in a complete fog of discomfort and pain. Turns out I had some kidney infection that wrecked havoc with all my plans.
Now I’m on antibiotics and on the mend and today I have been cracking at getting stuff done. All the stuff I could only mull over in my weakened state.
What I did find in my weakened state that is driving me now is a deep seated anger at the despicable destruction that the whole Covid enterprise had wrecked upon the world as a whole, and upon myself, and my family, in particular.
I am climbing out of that pit for the last time and putting that rot behind me. This morning I started by throwing away my favorite mask. And just having to think that I had “a favorite mask” gives me chills.
My first task of the day was getting into my website and turning the ship back into the wind. I am setting my short stories up as a main feature and have created a dedicated page to list them all. It is still under construction but as functional as it can be.
I have also started with the process of creating pages for all my current published stories. You can have a look at three so far.