Sunday, November 29th, 2020
The Aches and Pains of Being Sore of Arm
Something is wrong with my arm. I’m sore in the shoulder. I don’t know if I’ve been sleeping in an awkward position or what. Usually, I would see a doctor about the issue at this point, if only to be on the safe side, but these days I’d have to deal with a waiting room full of corona because masks are a satanic attack on civil liberties or something along those lines. I think my doctor got sick of hearing that nonsense, too. She quit a few weeks ago. This year has been exhausting, but I’m still here, taking pictures of squirrels and such.
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