After a nice, long lock-in last night, I come home to sleep a little. When I wake up, I feel like yuck. I don’t know if it’s a fever or cold or what, but it’s not fun. Blowing your nose a million times, not having the desire to do anything, and now I’m hungry and don’t wanna fix something. I think I might just go to the grocery to pick up a little food but that means I’d have to get dressed!

Is your mind playing tricks on you?