I agree with my brother that psychology plays a role in sickness. However, when I walk from my bed to the kitchen for water and am exhausted by the time I get there I think my body is trying to tell me something.
This means I have been resting a LOT the last few days. I would say pshh, I'm not sick, but listen to this: I haven't even had enough energy to read.
Last night was the first time since Tuesday I had been able to hold up a book. So what does this mean? It means that my exercise for the day is going to the dreaded Merlo library to take back all the books which are overdue (even Drood which I haven't even started), pay my fines, pick up my friends (books), and add them to the stack I am trying to read while in quarantine.
"We read to know we are not alone."