Sorry folks. I took a week off… because FLU.
I really don’t cope well with being unwell. Somewhere in between the fever and sweating and coughing, I lost all of my motivation, appetite and energy.
I’m pretty sure I smelt bad too.
But it’s not all bad as I’m reminded of what I’m always reminded of whenever I experience illness like this – of how truly fantastic it feels just to feel normal. Or even half-normal.
Feeling okay is something that we tend to take for granted. We drag ourselves out of bed, complaining about feeling tired, as we ready ourselves for work. We focus on what we don’t have and what we don’t want, looking to find what’s wrong.
Until there actually is something wrong. Until we haven’t got the energy to walk, talk or even eat – and then all of a sudden, we’re longing for those mundane mornings where we wake up at just feel okay.
So now I am beginning to feel more like my old self again, I’m going to strive to appreciate my self a little bit more.
Maybe even before I’m feel less-than; maybe even when I’m just plain okay.
At least until Winter, when I will most definitely start complaining about the dark, cold mornings again.