Post 1569 - Not Really Into Flowers

I'm just saying that flowers aren't that important to me. You know. For my funeral. For after I die. From whatever this malady has clutched me to its bosom and won't let go.

Slept many, many hours today. Ate sparingly. Just went downstairs for a small glass of pomegranate juice. Don't want any food.

Doubt if I'll go to work Thursday. Will make every effort to see my physician and get a note from him justifying this time off.

Will probably sit up on my bed for a while in the dark. Noise from the tv or radio would hurt and the light would be too glaring.

Am I turning into a vampire or something?

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