Am I Having Fun Yet?

I’m nursing my wounds today.  And by nursing, I mean succumbing to the spacieness, the involuntary “Ow!” that comes out of my mouth every time I move the wrong way, hydrating and eating comfort food.  Every part of me above rib level is muscle-sore, bruised, or both.  Scalp, ears, jaw.  I have a bruise in [...]

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