Maybe I undercooked the wings. Maybe I ate too many. Either way, life was bad last night. Didn't sleep. Felt like I had a fever. I had a headache. My belly was lead. I had to buy Alka Seltzer this morning, and my body feels like I've been slammed to the ground. I am dragging to get home, eat supper, try to keep it down, and sleep the whole night. I have small goals right now.
Wings have never betrayed me before. My world is askew.
Picture of the Day
This is a fan-made map of the Star Wars universe.