Flu, be gone!

As I sit down here with a cup of spearmint tea and honey many subjects come to mind.  They begin traveling down the synaptic gateways to anxious, waiting fingers, yet for none of them do I have the state of mind or energy to write.  The fingers must further be deprived...my mind's medicinal fog has yet to clear, I am still weary.

In what seems like The Era of Influenza, I have been battling the viral beast.  I'll post more when everything is clear again and I have the energy to focus.