Are You Ok? It has been two weeks. I have stopped weeping. My mental faculties are sharpened and spurred by a new-found desire to activate the long dormant items on my to-do list with a couple of new ones that had surfaced over this period. This is coupled with the unprecedented onset of physical lethargy. I am sleeping a lot more than my usual 5 hours. I eat, but do not taste the niceties of the whole experience which encompasses the ambience, a touch of the skilful, even the company who eats with me. I continue with my daily Pilates regime, and seem to acquire a higher penchant for the "burn". At home, I sit in front of the terminal and do a lot more shopping with my fingers. Otherwise, I am on the sofa, neither resting nor relaxing, as if in a state of flux. Entering Into Limbo The eye-ducts have a mind of their own. They water at will, though not with the intensity as before. I wear more lipstick now - they last longer and look better than ...