There seem to be a myriad of illnesses making the rounds these days. I joined the crowd. And so at 4 AM…when I was still awake…and having nothing better to do, I began to listen to some rather strange noises coming from somewhere deep inside. The first I noticed reminded me of old tree limbs sighing in a breeze. Then there were some little growls–no, more like mews, but no ordinary cats make these–had to be at least lion cubs, but very young ones. Next, furniture moving, metal against wooden floors. Then finally some little puffs. Now that’s a lot less disquieting. Guess the antibiotic has a lot of work to do. I applaud its efforts and am hoping for some peace and quiet soon.