I’m falling behind in my reading. There’s no obvious reason. But I’m not happy about it. My writing depends upon my reading. It does for my TheThereThere book notes. It does for my inspiration to write. Lack of inspiration in all areas is discouraging today. Reading and writing aren’t the only areas in which I’m falling behind. Fear about autoimmune colitis after yesterday’s immunotherapy infusion is also worrying me. Sleeping in this morning seemed like a good idea. But having someone arriving to visit Christine within 10 minutes of my rising put me out of sorts. That may be an unreasonable response on my part. But I’m not sleeping in again.