Daytime is a struggle.

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I'll keep at it.  No nap today, if the one I took yesterday was far too late, doing more harm than good.  I really thought about a nap today, but didn't get to it in time while having no interest in repeating the fiasco encountered yesterday.  Still a bit sore from getting out recently.  Recovery is rather quick, and the more I get out, the quicker recovery is and the milder the strain to begin with.  Too inactive this summer, if that hasn't been a choice.  I will simply keep trying to figure out how to do more, get out, work, and play.  I'm a crippled animal, not a stupid one.  :p

It is overcast today.  That is actually a bit of a comfort.  While my sunburn is already gone, the memory remains.  A slight fear of the sun has returned.  Which means, I really need to get out soon, again, to not let that become more of a problem, or my weakness to the sun increase.  If it hurts, if you fear, head right on in or quit and go home to hide... for the rest of your shortened miserable life.  As tough as my life already is, I refuse to relent.  So, I need to get out.  Plus, it's fun to look into the sunny face of my enemy and take all the radiation he can throw at me, with a smile.  Burned smile, but it works.  :)

More coffee, as I try to maintain consciousness until supper arrives.  And a bit more.  Just being barely conscious isn't enough.  I have to be aware enough to want, or see the need at least, to eat.  I am hungry, but then I try to always be a little hungry.  Well, that is optimal.  A bit hungry, a bit thirsty, a bit tired, and a bit horny... in the right mix... that will see you to hell and back.  Hell, like any big city, is a place you go only for need, and a place that might be interesting to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there.  So always figure out how to escape either, should you have need to go in.  Just saying.

Later.