Jan 072014
Today was the first day since before Christmas when I felt up to traveling further than the little grocery store in Tremonton: a big-time expedition to WalMart in Brigham City to load up on groceries. Even so, a simple task that wore me out. On the way out I had to gas up the car; one of my kinda-sorta neighbors works at the gas station. I asked her if her house has managed to avoid the flu… she laughed and replied that they’ve been fighting several cases of pneumonia there.
It sucks to be sick; it sucks slightly less when you find that nature hasn’t been directing its wrath specifically at *you* but at the human species in general, and you’re just one more faceless casualty.