A soggy bed monologue

Perhaps nude sunbathing while suffering from the flu wasn’t such a clever idea. It was fun at the time, but I have felt so ill today! At least I slept through until morning.

Coffee tasted disgusting, so I tried some Vimto. Bad idea. That went full Linda Blaire in the Exorcist. Except it is was purple not pea green.

I was also starving hungry. I ate muesli with oat milk very slowly. And that was great.

I was still tired, so I went back to bed.

My mind was racing, thoughts weren’t guests, they were intruders, invading my brain. Questions like “what is a woman?”, “why couldn’t I work out what I needed from my husband sooner?”, “what makes paprika taste smokey?”

It was after midday when I woke up and the bed was soggy … yuk! And yet I durst change it until I can get through a night without fever and sweating.

And now I’m watching YouTube videos – nothing mentally challenging, only a PhilisopyTube video about death.


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