Good For The Heart

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

I'm still feeling rubbish. I'm not feverish anymore, but my stomach kept me awake from 1:30am to 5am last night. 

Tiger and Loulou asked if we wanted to go to the movies today, but my stomach was too ropey to be more than a few metres from the khazi. 

I feel guilty that my inactivity is ruining Caro's holiday. But she seems happy enough, watching entire seasons of "Survivor: South Africa". Hopefully I will have recovered by the time she runs out. 

In the interim, this is all I feel able to eat while Caro finishes off the After Eights. 

2021 sucks so far.

S.