Out of business

I'm not pleased with myself. Not because of my previous post, or because any of my previous posts. It's just that when I am sick and curled up with my laptop in bed, sometimes writing, sometimes surfing, and sometimes writing some more, it's a cosy place for me with fever to be with, and the inevitable happens. I drift off to sleep. Which is perhaps natural, but not for me. Fever gives me funny kinds of sleeps, sometimes nightmares. And it usually is about me trying to crawl out of a big black hole through a ridiculously tiny space. Quite a self explanatory kind of dream. I don't need dream therapy there. Blessed are those who do not, have never been in the black hole, and even more blessed are those who can hoist themselves up of that hole and crawl through that tiny space. My guess is that whoever it is would have to meet Barbie specifications. Maybe smaller. I have no idea why fever induces drugged, groggy sleep. It just does. I marvel at other people who can carry on with their same lifestyle while having fever. And of course one of those would happen to be my twin, even if it's just to have one more thing to oppose me. He'll go on regardless, I, on the other hand, have to let down the imaginary window with a sign that reads, sorry, out of business. In the entertainment business, sometimes we press ourselves because we cannot cancel a performance. That is what I used to think until I performed so horribly wrong that I fainted. I don't know if I fainted because of the high fever or if it was my bad playing that was so bad my ears couldn't take it and fainted. That was a lesson learnt, yes you can cancel because it's not the end of the world. And even if you cannot get yourself replaced, nobody is indispensable. Sitting at home with a stock of Paracetamol and antibiotics is the thing to do when you've been struck by fever. Nothing else. I could manage female pains, a sore throat, a plastered leg even, but not fever. So sorry everyone, I'm really out of business for now. And that would usually mean getting a big dose of TLC with compliments from Mister, the trouble is he's even more out of business than I am at the moment!