Everything seemed to be going so ‘swimmingly’ for a moment.
I was feeling quite fit and in good health (for a change).
We were to attend a birthday celebration this evening - but I was feeling ‘ooky’ - actually, rather dreadful.
I thought a brief bout in the gym would do the trick but I ended up only feeling worse.
Then, I thought a swim would help - you know - immerse yourself in the healing waters, etc - but that only ended up making me feel completely spent.
In the end, I had to beg off and this was not at all a good thing - I felt like a grovelling little ingrate - but what do you do when you are feeling like pook!?
The only sensible thing is bed - and that is where I’m bound. Oh! The horror!
And it’s so early!
Drat!
And.
Good-night.
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