Writing
July 24, 2016 at 2:46 pm Leave a comment
I keep thinking I shall. It physically hurts to do so. Fortunately, I’m writing for myself, which means keeping some sort of documentation of progress such as it is. I am getting adjusted to new braces and have learned to wear the ones I had; two sets of knee and ankle braces, that is. The accident was hard on me in more than one way. Maybe I’ll be able to write a bit. I have attempted two poems. I was so afraid they were garbage I immediately turned them face-down and haven’t looked at them.
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