The spark reared its head in me today. I won’t say it’s back from dormancy, but it flashed like an ember under breath, flaring up and content to fade back down to a waiting presence. On a run around Green Lake, after I’d gotten back from volleyball, I began to lose speed. My body is heavy, my muscles are weakened, and the fear that I’m slipping into old age is only made worse by the paunch I see in the mirror.
The chicks have stabilized. After waking up every 2 hours last night to check on them with the new light system, the chicks finally started to act a little less worryingly. While at work today I actually received reports that the chicks were running around, which is a far cry from the sluggishness of yesterday. I think they’ll be alright.
