The laziness has taken over. I am a mound of sloth, an almost inert lump occasionally poking a finger at the keyboard. Released from my body, my brain is wandering off on pathways of its own, little concerned about mundane reality-- though it does take the time to remind me that today, for the first time in months, I didn't have a slice of watermelon for an afternoon snack. I ate a few red grapes, but grapes don't provide the rush that watermelon does. I wonder if my blood sugar has crashed? I wonder if I care? I didn't even pay attention to the weather today, though I think it was pretty much the same as yesterday's. All I really want to do is daydream and nap.