3 chapters fairly significantly reshaped with quite a few new words put in, 1 brand new chapter begun (if barely), and my brain has given up on me for now. Shaun, bless his pointy little head, has brought me a hot chocolate, and now I am sitting here vacantly writing this entry.
I am still not well; my throat, which didn’t hurt yesterday, hurts today, and my brain feels less sharp than it did yesterday. Of course, I think I took a 90 minute nap around this time yesterday, too, so maybe the sharpness of brain is just dribbling away around 1:15pm. Either way, I think I won’t swim tonight, for I fear I mighta pushed it a wee bit too hard yesterday. Not lots too hard, ’cause I’m not totally wiped. Just a little too hard.
I am convinced that it is a day later in the week than it actually is, and I keep being very grateful to find out I’m wrong.
miles to Rauros Falls: 9