Unfortunate. But our forest-time jungle rumble should not be affected. We are going to mingle with symbols and have cohorting times with owls and cats and trees. I am highly anticipating it and have heard through the moon-waves that all is well at the wizard's patch and that Fairy Butler has reigned supreme. I know it and can feel it to be true. She brings out the magical in all of us.
So I am trying to purge myself of the worms I snacked on last night which were seriously not good for my windpipe. I am using a long-handled scrub brush to get them & their rotten residue out of me once and for all. Not comfy. May have to have painkillers later.
Today, in the wind and rain, I am wondering, why do I look so old? And why am I a stupid idiot so much of the time? That's all. I will feel better later, after the worms are gone.