One thing that isn’t a mystery is whether I’m still feeling puny or not. I went to the gym, felt like throwing up, went hard anyway, and got lightheaded a couple of times. I know the Crossfit way is to push yourself until you do throw up but I’m not in a Crossfit gym any more and not throwing up is my own little victory. Not real sure why I’ve been tired all day, either.

But the new mystery is a postcard I got today. It’s a postoffice postcard with my addressed typed on the front and the back has the single letter “M”. The first person I told about it (my sister) wondered if it was a ham radio thing. Then she said it might be a secret admirer and probably peed herself laughing. The second person (a gym friend) asked if it was a ham radio thing and then wondered if it meant someone wanted to murder me. The next two people (also gym friends) wondered if I’d just get a series of post cards spelling something out. If that’s the case, I’m guess it’s going to be an abbreviated form of “m*th*rf*ck*r” because spelling it out completely will take too long.