Crawling up the hill

I started the day being grumpy, went to work, met apathy and agony, felt paralyzed, left for lunch, took a pill against the worst, fell asleep in my office (luckily the officers are either at home or in Davos right now, so it would not matter) and eventually left for home depressed. I wrote two emails to my doc today, one asking for more pills against what I would call side effects and one stating that this would have to end. And what now?

Only hours later I feel absolutely fabulous! This is what I hate. I take pills to feel better and nothing changes, and much later it feels again like nothing ever happened. But I should not complain, I am happy I feel so well - though it is time to sleep now. I hope when I wake up my body will still remember the good shape that it left behind when falling asleep.

A bit of comfort I gave myself today (actually 2 days ago) as my new lens, my newest toy has arrived. As Kenneth Branagh is saying in my favored movie: "Adults are just kids with a lot of money!"