Sometimes I exist beyond my body, others I simply exist because of it. Today is one of those days, and my body is sure making it difficult.

Sorta heavy, defiantly achy, my physical form is trying to keep me locked inside the apartment. It yawns and it grumbles, and I’ve spent several hours just trying to satisfy whim after whim.

I need to leave it behind because I am restless.

Any ideas?