Originally uploaded by madabandon.
Well, I don't know if it is a self-fulfilling prophecy or just fate, but every year for years now I have gotten sick this same week of February, which is, coincidentally, the week of my birthday and also the week that my mother died twenty years ago. I have this cold which is driving me nuts. I sneeze and cough and can't sleep because I can't breathe, so there is nowhere for me to hide from it. Normally when I don't feel well I just go to bed and sleep it off, but I have failed to succeed in my many attempts to do this. I am canceling my engagements. I am scheduled to go rehearse up at Vassar tomorrow but a wild storm is predicted for tonight and tomorrow, and if I don't feel better I don't think I will be able to do it. Ugh.