Silence & A Link-Up
Not a creature was stirring, No, not even a mouse. It’s been awfully quiet in Sheela land of late. In fact, I’ve not written a single blog post since last Friday, and no, it’s not a delayed April Fool’s day gag. The statute of limitations on that one ran out a clear week ago. I’ve had the oddest three weeks. First, a stubborn bout of bronchitis which ran its course until last weekend. Then on Sunday night, the funniest (read: weird) thing happened. My skin started to hurt. Like burnt skin. Raw. Torturous to the touch. I DID SAY IT WAS WEIRD Imagine needing to heed the call of nature. You laugh but trust me, it was excruciating. I started drinking less in the hopes that I wouldn’t have to go to the bathroom all too often but that only worked up to a point. I had to walk around the house in my birthday suit (when no one else was around, of course) because each time fabric touched my skin, I wanted to …