After breakfast we go to the pharmacy to see what can be done with my heat rashes. I didn’t like the answer.
Seems like I’ve gotten inflamed hair roots. Well, not all roots and not on the head, but on the chest. I won’t give too much details, but limit to say I have ten “pimples” that needs treatment.
I’m now on antibiotics and will not do any more BJJ. I don’t know if there is any stadfylococcus infection, but I won’t take the chance for the others. I do Muay Thai and keep my t-shirt on. It’s hot, but I gotta keep up the training.
Katja goes to BJJ and we have a parallel private Muay Thai session right after. From then on its not much to tell. I’m supposed to keep dry and cool, so we stay in the room except to go out for dinner. Nothing really exciting happened there. Remember to take pills, poor cream in the right spots, watch video on iPad. Not a favourite day, but the company couldn’t have been better.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.