Illness persists, and I am exhausted. I won't be attending open studios tonight as planned. I have a party to go to after but that's still up for debate. The party will keep me out too late, but I told Rachel I would see her there tonight, and there is the distinct chance that Claire will be there as well. Made a pact to make myself have sex. But tonight, I don't even know if I'll get out the door. Let go. Let go. My licorice mush is never really going to be mine. Anyway, medicine put me to sleep.