A Dispatch from the sick bay

I’ve been fighting off a nasty cold for the past five days. It has ceaselessly brutalized me with coughing fits, head congestion, and a fever so I’ve been isolating in my apartment to spare others the same harrowing ordeal. And yes I checked. The test came back negative so it’s really just one helluva cold.

At this point Stevie is pretty much sick of me though secretly I think she’s impressed that I’ve managed to sleep almost as much as she does on a daily basis. Or maybe she’s happy to finally have an uninterrupted stream of snuggles. I’m too puny to resist.

While I lay here, resigned to my mildly inconvenient fate, I take stock of the things that occupy these hazy hours I spend partially awake.

Current hyper fixations:

• I finally brought something into practice as I develop a new theatrical work. I’m trying to keep myself totally open for inspiration for this project. I want to remain open and neutral, patiently awaiting the spark to arrive when it’s ready. More on this to come.

• I’m rereading “The Prophet” by Kahlil Gibran. Some of my favorite quotes so far:

  • “The deeper that sorrow carves into your

    being, the more joy you can contain”

  • “Your pain is the breaking of the shell

    that encloses your understanding”

  • “For self is a sea boundless and measureless”

  • “But you, children of space, you restless in rest, you shall not be trapped nor tamed.”

    My go to comfort TV show right now is Community. It’s bringing out a lot of joy in me, especially since I’m feeling sick. I love adopting each of my little TV show families when I feel lonely in the city.

    I’m a little boring right now, but I am gearing up for Valentine’s Day and I’ve been working on designing my own planner which I will be sharing more about soon.

    With love,

    Madeline