I am writing this on Sunday but it’s meant for Monday morning.
This weekend is a bit of a blur. I spent most of it kind of aching. Not sure what happened but it feels like I’d fallen into a cement mixer and bruised the hell out of my joints. Could be the 10+ hour flight finally caught up with me or the tense lock of my shoulder muscles. Either way, I’m stiff and for some reason, I have a bruise on the base of my skull on the right side.
No, I have no idea what happened. It just feels tender like a bruise.
Could be my horns finally coming in like wisdom teeth.
Isn’t it odd how one little thing out of alignment can toss the whole body out of whack. So much fun being an organic creature.
Of course I could also go for a massage but I’m always leery of massage places because well you know, many of them are just “happy ending” fronts. There’s one near us but people pooh pooh on it because it’s like a fast food chain of massages.
And about the time this is being posted, I’ll be needing some coffee. Just to warn all of you. Coffee. *nods*