Had a serious case of flu that got me midweek. Haven't been remotely sick in any way since even way before the pandemic, so I guess my 40 year old corp- uhh, body wasn't entirely up to par when it got that smackdown.

Apart from that, I took a midnight walk last night fully intending on taking my own life. I was stopped by two neighbor cats that walked with me and demanded attention. This normally never happens. They kept following me until I burst into tears, played with them, thanked them for saving me and walked back home bawling my eyes out. For some reason these two angelic furry creatures just had to show me that, if nothing else, they appreciate my presence and companionship and would somehow miss me if I were gone.

So, nothing out of the ordinary all things considered.