When I’m sick, I really don’t get out much.
Since last Friday evening when I felt the onset of my illness, the furthest I got was the grocery store, Saturday afternoon when I felt well enough to get out of the house for about 40 minutes.
Beyond that, I’ve stayed in my flat ether sleeping, surfing, watching TV, or reading.
Today I broke out of my doldrums and got out of the house, making my way to the city center, where I wandered around for a bit before going to Burger King for one of their flame grilled Whoppers. If there’s ever a sign that I am getting better (besides being in laundry and cleaning mode), it’s that I crave a Whopper.
It wasn’t really much, I think I was out of the house for no more than 90 minutes, but it’s a start. Seeing Weimar, seeing people, and getting fresh air is a terrific feeling.
Tomorrow’s adventure: Das Büro.
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