I have a cold

The Portuguese poet, Fernando Pessoa, says it better than me:

I have a terrible cold,

And everyone knows how terrible colds

Alter the whole system of the universe,

Set us against life,

And make even metaphysics sneeze.

I have wasted the whole day blowing my nose.

My head is aching vaguely.

Sad condition for a minor poet!

Today I am really and truly a minor poet.

What I was in the old days was a wish; it's gone

Goodbye forever, queen of the fairies!

Your wings were made of sun, and I am walking here.

I shan't get well unless I go and lie down on my bed.

I never was well except lying down on the Universe.

Excuse un peu... What a terrible cold!... it's physical!

I need truth and aspirin.   ... Fernando Pessoa