Maybe it was the bike ride beforehand (only 12 k, didn't feel like a biggie) or maybe it was heady excitement of being part of something so fun whilst saving a sign in the air (again, didn't seem much but keeping something aloft against the wind does use certain muscles I guess). Whatever it was, last night by body demanded some time off and my head refused to be lifted. My neck simply doesn't feel strong enough to support it. It's as if something has entered and trampled round in my brain. Last night a barrage of black shapes. This morning like the neural networks were being tampered with. A sudden strong memory of walking past the windows of Woolworths in Longton, something I've not done in nearly 30 years. A sentence forming in my brain but then ending oddly.
I was supposed to be leading Sunday school but couldn't get out of bed. I've made it to the sofa now (as long as I prop my head up on my hand) but the follow up bike ride is not going to happen today. Nor is the wallpapering. Pesky.
Head much better, but achy body. Not managed much today.
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