It seems like things take longer to get over the older I get. I made the mistake of going to work yesterday. I figured I could get something done, even if I were at half-power. It turned out to be a pretty productive day.
The nighttime coughing is a mother. I’m getting very little sleep. Cough drops seem to help, but barely. Food is starting to taste better, but I’ve eaten next to nothing this past week. I forced myself to eat a sandwich today, just because I should.
I have things to do, and it’s frustrating to have a damper put on my abilities. Maybe a bit of context is needed.
At work, I have specific goals for my projects. A certain amount of focus is already built into the system. It helps to simply be able to work through the task and stay on the path.
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