today I awoke feeling like a zombie...all cracked out on manflesh. i didn't eat humans per se, but have had a busy social life the last week, so today i needed to excuse myself from my daily assignments and commitments and stare at the delightful drizzle. i opened my book, found my blanket, and put on my husband's big sweatshirt (he was serving jury duty, so i got the place to myself). the day was silent and soft.
what do you do to comfort yourself on sick days?