Well, my fever finally broke, so there’s that. Now, if all the other rubbish this illness is doing to me would sod off, I’d be a lot happier. Anyway, it’s a step in the right direction. At least my mind is susceptible to something resembling a string of thoughts now, which means I can at least read, headache permitting of course.

It could be worse, I could be outside. It’s snowing horisontally in Stockholm today. Come to think of it, I might prefer that, since I haven’t left my apartment in a week. Patience, it’s a virtue, right?