Lethargic.

I'm still sick...I have a cough that refuses to leave me alone. I start my new job on Monday, so I am really, really, really hoping I'm no longer sick by then.

Why can't I just get out of this terrible funk that's permeated by mind and body? All I want to do is curl up on the couch with my cat and read a book all weekend. I don't want phone calls, I don't want to cook. I don't want conversations or invitations or curious looks of concern.

I want to be alone. Being alone feels so good.