Rise Up and Talk

I stayed home from work today with laryngitis. I don't know what caused it. I think allergies, but whatever caused it, I could not speak yesterday, I can hardly speak today, and the great information industry has given me assorted amounts of time I'm expected to be going through this. Having laryngitis is a terrible thing for someone who loves to talk, and whose work (tutoring) requires me to speak a lot. I suspect it's some kind of "respiratory virus" that's going around, and you know how viruses are, they just kind of do their own thing. I can just imagine a Virus Corporation, sitting around a boardroom deciding all different variations to experiment with on people, and what to make them worry about. So, this thing could be with me a few more days or up to two or three weeks. That would be very unusual for me. I am hardly ever sick and hardly ever miss work. But I am getting older, and people my age seem to be dying every day, which is another reason to avoid the news, by the way. Anyway, I didn't feel anything in my body yesterday, but today I did. Something not right, but not terrible, in other words I can work through it. It's the talking part that I still don't like. But...after Friday, I get a three-day weekend. Anyway, I can't just stay home sick days on end. Staying home sick for one day was bad enough. I just looked for my missing apple cider vinegar with the "mother" in it. I forgot where I put it. I finally found it in the refrigerator. I don't know why I put it in the refrigerator, other than the fact that I've had it for so long, as in years. I've had it since before my sister died in 2018. But vinegar doesn't go bad, does it? I don't know. The best thing that happened is I took a nap. I don't know for how long. At first, I started to go to sleep while reading in bed, decided it was time for a nap, but couldn't get to sleep. That's what usually happens. I figured I must need some sleep, so I finished skimming the book I was reading and made a quality decision to take a nap. Turned off the light, turned on a Chuck Smith teaching, and went to sleep. When I got up, I put the kettle on and made a cup of tea. Now I was almost back to normal. Planned to go to a prayer meeting tonight and want to go, so I'm going to go with a couple of friends. I will not drive all over town by myself anymore, especially with the roads all torn up like they are in town. I don't know how to get anywhere anymore other than my routine daily trips--work, church, store, home, that's it. Isn't this interesting? Well, I'm just a rambler, I guess. I told a kid yesterday when he told me he had A.D.D., I said, "So do I." So, I hope that will keep him off of that for a while. Excuses, excuses. What made me decide to write about the news is that I saw a supposed video of Emmanuel Macron saying a "two state solution" was going to be the northern part of France would belong to the Palestinians and the southern part of France would belong to France. Now, that has got to be either AI, satire, or God knows what, but that's when I said, okay, I'm going to do my blog and go to church, because that's the best place for me to be. I always said I'd be fine if we had church every night, like the early church. Church every day. That's probably what's gone wrong with the world. The early church had it right, but we have messed it up. Big time. I remember when I didn't watch the news at all. I was much happier. I always heard whatever was urgent to know from someone, or I heard it on the radio in my car, you know? No sense being glued to the tube (or your phone) all day long. The news business, if not the whole world, has lost its soul, I think. Seriously, I believe that everyone would be better off if they just lived their life, went to work, read the Bible and went to church. But, nobody listens to me. Maybe laryngitis was just what I needed.