Paying For It

Had a great day yesterday. A small group of us got together for a postcard meet up. We went shopping for cards and stamps and then wrote out cards to send out.
Here we are admiring some of the loot.




I was tired at the end of the day, but feeling good. Happy I was able to keep up the pace. Now this morning I'm a total wreck. I can barely move. What is annoying is I feel hung over, yet didn't drink or use any drugs, not even any THC before I went to bed, although that stuff never seems to have any side effects. Every thing I do these days comes at a price, but I don't care. I have to keep going and try to get as much enjoyment out of life as I can. Never thought postcards could be that much fun.

I think today is going to be quiet. I'll sit back, watch a few old movies, and eat left over Indian food. Why do I have this nagging feeling ?
I try not to worry about the future and then MS comes and smacks me in the head.