Better

      Better this morning, though I don't know why.  Whatever I had yesterday -- Despair?  Allergy flare-up?  Acute ennui?  Exhaustion from the small amount of yard work I accomplished over the weekend?-- kept me in bed asleep most of the day, achy and unfocused, suffering chills.

      About 2:30 this morning, I woke up with a blanket on top of the quilt (and vague memories of Tam looking in to ask how I was and me saying I was freezing) and two cats on top of the blanket, a bit too warm.  At last.  I pushed the quilt and blanket down (but not so far as to annoy the cats) and drifted off to a deep sleep.

      If I knew what I needed to do to avoid going through that again, I would.