Beginning a new week--a new era

I have been completely zonked by a sudden and severe chest cold.

I spent most of today in bed in a deep sleep, and wakened soaked in sweat. I suppose this is how I participated in the women's march:  in my sleep. I was grieved to have missed a flamenco performance for which I had a ticket, but which I could not attend with this  hacking cough.


The cats are demonstrating what I should do next:  curl up with my nose between my paws and go back to sleep.