I’m physically ill now too. For the first time since I quit drinking, I’m sick. By which I mean I have a runny nose, a sore throat, and generally feel like shit.
That’s OK. This is comprehensible. My dreams are crazy and disjointed, and now I’m up at 12:36 AM writing a blog post, but a head cold? I understand that. It requires rest, fluids, Tylenol, and chicken soup.