Thinking back over the most miserable times in my life, I'd say the current time ranks about #6. If it continues like this for a couple more days, it will move up the ranks even without worsening.
So, my bones have defeated me. My spirit has been beaten to a pulp. I'm going to have to cut back even more on my time at the computer, and especially the time using the keyboard. The position in which I have to put my arms and my head in order to use it greatly intensifies the pain in everything above my shoulders within three minutes. I'm screwed.
Other than that, a nice night.
I am, however, wondering what has brought about so many deletions in July:
cataract?
Disturbing, and the month not yet over. Hey, maybe I am having a nightmare, and will soon wake to find everything as it was.
What a pleasant lie to tell myself as I try to fall asleep.
