October 2, 2010 by Jen
There’s something to be said for the intense optimism that follows sickness:
Why yes, I can read three books in a day and a half. It only takes me 4 minutes to read a page: (4 x 450 pages = 1800 minutes = 30 hours). That’s 6 leftover hours!
Why no, computer, I’m not offended that you just ATE the thirty pages I spent an hour scanning. And then ate the 10 pages I spent another 20 minutes re-scanning.
You see, I can breathe through both my nostrils at the same time, and I can chuckle–without having a coughing fit–at the chipmunk frolicking outside my window and eating my basil plants. I can walk up the stairs twice in a row without breaking into a sweat, and I can taste the food I made for dinner.
So go ahead, technology. Plot your worst. Go ahead, workload, be your…normal self. I’m not afraid of you. I can do anything.
So maybe, in retrospect, I’m still a trifle feverish.
C’est la vie.