Seasick

Might as well be on the high seas, with rolling waves, for all my tummy cares.

Yesterday was the worst. It was hot and sticky and I was feeling queasy and I walked to get my car from the mechanic and got soaked. All day at my desk I kept dozing off. And when I got home my dinner tasted like the most rotten piece of rotting rot that ever rotted. Except the pita. That was good, like soft pillows of dough. Then the couch was a rocking boat, but I coulnd't move off it to get to bed. I had to keep one hand on the floor at all times, to prevent falling overboard.

Then, this morning, more of the same.

I know it's a good sign, but oh my lord, I'd much rather have varicose veins right now.