Sunday 5th January

I spent most of Saturday asleep, blissfully asleep.  The cold rages on, the cough is now deep in my chest, my noses runs most of the time and my head feels as is it is wrapped in a thick blanket.  So I have been falling asleep sitting in the chair, nodding off every few minutes until I drag myself up to bed and pull the covers up and over my head.  Oblivion. If I am sleeping my life away, so be it.  I really do not want to be part of the world at present.