Track and field mice.

[orange_crushed]

I'm alive.



I am a slow-moving object, though. I've been sick on-and-off for like two weeks, and I'm mostly just exhausted. Uncharacteristically exhausted. So, doctor's appointment tomorrow, hopefully they will just laugh at me kindly and tell me to eat more fruit or something.

Working on fic. Slowly. Steadily. Not going to win any races. But you know me, it's not the destination, it's the journey. Actually, no. It's the overuse of metaphor.

Miss you guys. :)

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Yeah, SAD sucks. My mom has it pretty bad, and she lives north of winter, but recently she got one of those sun lamps and is actually doing better! It helps her to get out and moving, too. I'm glad to hear you're coping, I know (at least second-hand) how it can be.

As it turns out, I had a sinus infection (among other things) and I've been running a low-grade fever for about a week. I was pretty worn down. I'm feeling way better than I was last weekend, thanks to some drugs and some rest and some fresh air (in that order!) Thanks for the good vibes and the good advice. :)