We’re All Mad Here

Actu­ally, I just mean I am still sick, or sick again. I have Alice in Won­der­land on the brain, a bit, can’t explain why, most likely the Ther­aFlu©. In any case, throat is raw, head spins, I am wait­ing for some big chunky tar.gz file to upload, rumi­nat­ing on my pro­duc­tiv­ity which is def­i­nitely a mas­sively porous sur­face these days, think­ing ‘burn out’, think­ing ‘frac­ture’, think­ing ‘hun­gry’, think­ing ‘blood from a stone’. Think­ing ‘got to go now, chunky file uploaded’.