I lack list.

I’m still sort of listless. 

It dawned on me the other day that listless is one of those words like ruthless and a few others.  Today, anyhow, you can be ruthless, but you can’t have ruth.  You can be listless but you can’t have list. 

Although I don’t have much energy, at least my temperature is now back down to 97.2, actually a little lower than my normal, lizard-like 97.4.

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