Some days just in badly. Today for instance, I find myself in bed hugging a basin while I puke my guts out thanks to what I can only assume is goat milk. I thought I would try and you substitute for lactose free and at this point I almost wish I had regular milk.
This could be my body’s way of literally forcing me to slow down because even though it was giving me all these signs and I was even telling myself to take a break I really couldn’t until now. Well I’m cancelling my plans for tomorrow.
Most things happens for reason I guess.