calm in a storm

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My bed is a wreck.

2 days of lemsip enabled battling with my bed sheets before I regained post-flu levels of physical and mental calm.  Without Sampo’s sturdy and steadfast body to weigh down the bedding it’s much more likely to find the floor, the walls, the ceiling, the staircase…..

The 6 earrings that I never remove were neatly paired and placed on my bedside table. Apparently, in the middle of the storm I decided to remove and place them in an ordered sensible fashion. I don’t recall doing this, or have insight into why I would do this.  Were the studs weighing me down during some essential battle with some imagined foe of my fever? They’re back in place now.

Full steam ahead…

 

 

 

calm in a storm
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  1. Sarah writes:

    Sorry to hear you were (are still) under the weather:-( I hope no items were permanently misplaced in your fever or drug-induced delirium…

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  2. wendy writes:

    Nothing lost forever. All better now… letting the sorting and packing recommence…

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