Usually by the end of the work day, I’m eager for a walk, but not today. I managed to walk over to Fish Island, to Carol’s new office there, but that’s as far as I got. I’ve been fighting off a cold for a couple of weeks, and it seems to have gotten worse over the past two days. I have little energy, and my thinking has gotten fuzzy:– I’m not capable of sustained thought without a real effort. Or maybe it’s not a cold — knowing me, it could be simple exhaustion stemming from overwork. What is interesting is how physical factors affect one’s thought processes. A cold or exhaustion can slow down your thinking; worse diseases can do worse than that….

I think I was headed towards an interesting point, but I suddenly lost my train of thought. When doubt and confusion set in, it’s time for a nap.