A Boring Post

I'm enjoying Dreamwidth a lot, though I do wish it was as boisterous as a Tumblr dash. Part of that is of course going to be the text-heavy format, but part is the fact that I haven't followed a lot of people yet. I keep intending to go on werewolf and sewing blog patrol, but damn this cold is still kicking my ass. I am down to a dainty little cough with intermittent slime, but I'm still dizzy and tired for no good reason. I have engaged in zero creative pursuits since the Christmas rush, and am terribly procrastinating sending out packages. I feel like an underbaked loaf, all soggy and dense. Part of me is insisting I need to be gentle with myself and let myself recover, and part of me is panicking over being boring and dull forever. What if these germs are the final stroke that killed my creativity and ability to be a good friend?

I think I should get some rest. It's going to be another long day tomorrow.