Today, I woke uncomfortable, aching and tired. Oddly enough, my first thought past checking the time was, "what do I need? I'm listening." Unfortunately, I'm not hearing.
Throughout the day, I've stopped, collected myself, and tried to listen. "What do I need? What should I do?" Still, I am not hearing.
Because it was necessary, I faced the downpour and fetched my passport, in shorts and a raincoat, often wading through the water between sidewalks. Passport in hand, I tried to take stock of what I needed. Getting nothing, I procured lunch to go, and went back to the hotel room.
This afternoon, I've been working, engaged with people, and not getting much time for myself. I've steadily worsened to a painful headache and a cough that makes it much worse. Still trying to listen. Still not hearing.
I'm off my last call. I've taken a break. I am listening. I need better food than I know how to find from my hotel room. I need water - not soda, water. I need rest.
I'll take a hot bath, and see where I am. If I can muster up enough energy, I think I'm a 10 minute walk from Rouses, a Louisiana grocery chain. Maybe I can find some edible, raw vegetables there. Then, I think I'll take the evening off, with a goal of being asleep by 10 pm, if not earlier.
I am listening. I am open to listening. I hear I am sick. I'll do what I can to recover.