Chilled, queasy and bloodless

All the tell-tale signs are here: the chills, the queasiness, the weirdness in my digestive tract. But, alas, no cramps since last night and no blood to speak of as of yet.

I know this is less than the perfect forum to post the haps and mishaps of my insides, but alas. Lately my mind seems to be so disconnected, alienated even, from everything on this plane of existence, that I seem to be clinging to the mundane, the most physical, touchable things: like my body, my skin, my cycle, the cracking of my toes and knees, the soreness between my teeth after last night's rather violent session with floss, the gentle, natural snapping of my vertebrae as I lie down flat on the floor and let my spine realign itself after another interminable, pointless day in front of the computer at work.

And when I say 'lately my mind's been disconnected' I mean... On and off for the past several months. Or years. I've lost track already.

Overall, my life is alright, I guess. Yet, somehow, it doesn't feel like my own.

This isn't new, either... I wonder if this sensation will ever go away...

As it is, I cling to the growling of my stomach, the budding pain in my abdomen, my frozen fingertips and toes and the dryness of my lips.

And what of The Unfathomable Lives of Clueless and Diva?

They'll be back. In due time.