I went to bed tired last night, but I had every intention of getting up early and getting back to work. We have a lot of irons in the fire, and there is a lot of work to do.

I woke up with a headache. Rather than trying to work through it like I usually do (something that always seems to make the headache worse!) I listened to my body for the first time in ages and went back to bed. I wound up sleeping all day. Pooka finally woke me up to feed her.

Surprising nobody, my headache was nearly gone.

Just a while ago I made myself some oolong tea and made some music entirely for my own enjoyment. After I post this I’ll creep downstairs for another epic leftover sandwich. I’ll go back to my  work schedule and vegetarianism tomorrow.

Tonight I’ll watch a goofy old horror movie wrapped up in blankets with my tortoiseshell calico companion content in the knowlege that I have heeded the advice of Lin Yutang:

If you can spend a perfectly useless afternoon in a perfectly useless manner, you have learned how to live.