Today's post, about the liberating feeling of dropping a stitch on purpose, is at Toxophily.
Meanwhile, everything about my health is back to normal except my appetite. I haven't been hungry since Tuesday. I'm doing my best to eat at mealtimes, under some kind of "priming the pump" theory, and I've put away a couple of full meals. But I'm not really interested in food.
What's going on with me?