The View From A Bed
I went back to work last Friday and had a relatively calm day. But ... when the evening came, I began to feel a cold coming on. I did little on Saturday, using it as a day to recover from the trip, and even played a little poker that night at my regular home game. However, I left the poker game relatively early to head home to bed.
Come Sunday morning, my body was fully invaded. This has probably been the worst cold I can remember in years. I have stayed pretty much in bed since then but finally wandered outside a few times yesterday to pick up some groceries and some meals. I am feeling much better today and anticipate returning to work tomorrow.
I guess that, looking back on the sequence of events, I should not be particularly surprised. The November to mid-January period is usually the most challenging one at work. So, getting physically and mentally run down, I then hop on a plane to Las Vegas, where I don't get much sleep while putting in mega-hours playing poker and just cavorting around. But at least it was fun!
If nothing else, at least I was reminded of something that George Harrison wrote many years ago:
Try to realize it's all within yourself
No one else can make you change
And to see you're really only very small
And life flows on within you and without you