Breathing… it’s overrated

I can not sleep

Which is, no doubt, in no small part largely due to the fact that I can not breathe 😐  I’ve had what I thought must be just a nasty head cold for the last few days – but I think it’s time to admit that I’ve got a full blown case of the dreaded lurgi and will need to see the quack tomorrow.   So having done nothing but couch yesterday and likely again tomorrow I have nothing to impart here… except this curious morsel.

When I’m sick, such as I am… in quiet moments, I frequently hear a small child singing “Frère Jacques” in a depressing dirgeful monotone… wonder what that’s about  – blink blink.

Frère Jacques,
Frère Jacques,
Dormez-vous?
Dormez-vous?
Sonnez les matines!
Sonnez les matines!
Din, dan, don.
Din, dan, don.

Ghost Child

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