Keep sneezing, odd muscle cramps, chills, hopefully it's just sleeping on a couch/allergies & I'm not actually getting sick. Keep feeling like I'm going to slip back into dreamland, becoming more primordial, made entirely of dragonflies & ferns, eyes in the underbrush, devoid of intelligence, still hostile.

Was thinking of packing this endeavor in, would be unlike me not to honor my commitments, might be a change for the better.

First day of full on new temporal regime at work, will be odd having the paper printed long before I show up. Just one more way for me to feel disconnected, I'm a collector.