It's like this lull, a small bubble of timelessness before I have to begin my preparations in earnest. About a half hour, maybe a few minutes more.
So I come up here to journal.
And eat a sandwich. Leftover Subway from last night.

My stomach is doing the hamster dance, I don't know exactly why. Probably from not being able to sleep last night due to the sinus thing. Infections suck, because my immune system is a bit stunted and if I'm not careful, a single infection can run rampant.

I'm anxious.