Aspirin?

All alone, I'm in the living room sorting her papers and watching awesome footage of world renown dancers from her trips to I n d i a. She won't return from her conference until Saturday and although i'm dissapointed to lose lesson time, i'm glad for the quiet respite. I like people, but i also like to be alone. After a brief visit to the gregarious Miss D on the way back from the airport, i came home and napped hoping to assuage a pounding head. I meant to rehearse today so to avoid a repeat of last Friday's abysmal performance, but somehow i felt too drained. Maybe later tonight i'll run through it on the carpet and there's always tomorrow left as well.