Archive for January, 2009
I have cold. More than that, I have a bad cold, complete with laryngitis and the feeling, as my mum has always said, of “the utter lack of cheer”. My having laryngitis means that I can’t talk which is one of the things I do on a regular basis. Oddly, not being able to talk also makes it difficult for me to write. As I write I tend to speak out loud to nobody in particular. It helps me focus. Focus isn’t happening today. Mrs. Grass’s chicken soup is, as it has been every time I have been sick since I was a child.
I have at least ten things in my head which isn’t particularly unusual but at the moment it is hard for me to even get out one thought. On the eve of an amazing day, the inauguration of President Barack Obama, I feel pretty darn speechless.