i am getting tired of waiting at home to get better and requiring to sleep all day. the rain outside is inconsistent but the sky is always the blue grey of the monsoon. the thick razai that i am using smells slightly musty and damp. my book is a s byatt’s wonderful ‘still life’. on tv there is wimbledon- the tv transmission unpredictable because of the rains. i get dizzy when i stand up- which is rarely. this breathlessness i ascribe to being indoors too long.
i have to get to work tomorrow or i might never manage to step outside this house. i might get used to this languor.