Ever tried to shoot the 3-ball into the corner pocket when the cue ball is skulking five feet away near the side of the table? I did last night and smashed my right thumb in the process. This morning I woke up and it was so stiff and red I was convinced it was broken, but rolled over and went to sleep again...woke up five hours later and amazingly it's now flexible and less painful!
The moral: sleep away the day and the doctor stays away!
Severe thunder storms are predicted for the area so I've been wandering around listlessly all day inside the apartment. It isn't a prosy day, but rather a one of restless pagan whispers that catch you and drop you, leaving you staring at a blank screen and the blinking cursor.
Who knows what tonight holds. Hopefully, less pain and humiliation than last night.
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