Still moving forward, though slugglishly.
My eyes burn, my lips are still peeling, I am barely able to keep much of anything besides corn flakes down. My nose feels pinched into my eyes and I'm not allowed to blow my nose of brush my teeth.
Today, I am feeling worn down. I am just drinking sips of water with an occasional nibble on a cracker, but even that gets to be too much. I really want to go take a walk, and I probably will, though the miracle will be a couple laps - far from the mile I'd like to walk.
Concentration is slipping, too. Could be from all the interruptions. Best part of yesterday was sitting and listening to music for a few hours, letting myself drift to sleep.
I don't want this little funk to blow into a full grown malaise.
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