There will be days like today when the sun shines brilliantly.
Every Pollyanna will grinningly greet you with a glowing good morning neighbour.
On those days, go outside, go along with the crowd. Bask in its glory.
Let the wind blow through your toes. Do what you can to rid yourself of that terrible itch.
Then?
Move wood. Shovel. Build stuff
Unless of course you’ve got food poisoning.
In which case, stay in bed.
There’s a revolution happening inside of you.
Well, less a revolution than a violent internal rebellion.
Drink lots of fluids.
Dream of steak - but keep the windows closed.
Do not let the magnificent odour of flame cooked meat ruin your indulgent mystery.
Rest. Recover.
And above all?
Try not to shit yourself.
No guarantees though.