Watching the Protector. The mortal is doomed.
Today, I can say I am not sick
The last post “I am sick…” was written to support the adjective borne. My back at the lower levels is hurting but no doctors yet.
I am sick…
To the doctor, I shall go because I am sick. While I am at the doctor’s office I am surrounded by so many other sick people, some with the same problem as I, others with something different. I go home after exposure to so many human-borne germs, I am now sicker. To be sick is to be exposed.
A loco-motional night
It began in one room, then to bed, so I thought, later into another bed, and yes into the chair (recliner). Eventually, I was up and searching the net, starting my routine and now here. I will say my back does feel better today so far.
I will have to get back into life again soon, rest is becoming a job.