lso speak at a very low decibel yesterday for about 40 seconds. My throat hurts today though, so I'm going to abstain from speaking. I am allowed to speak at 5 minute intervals per hour at a very low decibel.I've been thinking a lot about books and bookstores. I wish I could live in them. I am having some difficulty with just resting. As most of you know if you know me at all, I work ALL THE TIME. I keep on reminding myself the importance of recovery and rest. Unfortunately, they don't come easy for me. A beautiful surprise this morning was the sound of rain on my window panes. If there is anything that really makes me smile, giggle, and enjoy my time underneath my covers, it's that pitter-patter. All-you-can-eat-sushi tonight just a block away from my house. I'm going to try to get my mom on the sushi train. Of course, that could be more difficult than my recovery.--E.B.
may be even harder to convince mom to try sushi when you can't talk! she'll have to trust your ecstatic facial expressions to know what to try!
ReplyDeleteI prescribe daily walks around SF, communicating with randoms with your new arsenal of dirty sign language. Allow them to nod and smile at you, you will proceed to laugh on the inside. If by chance you stumble upon someone who understands you, run.
ReplyDeleteThis should = Couple o'days of fun.