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the two steps forward, four steps back phenomenon.
only it was more like two happy gallops forward and four dramatic, painful stumbles then *crash* in the opposite direction.
and the four steps BACK. how literal. my back is beyond fucked up and I can hardly will myself to make contact with the one person who seems to care the most for my words.
bah. this sucks. and my paper is late. even though technically it's on extension it's still not done so it feels late and it's nagging at me. I'm tired of the topic.
I'm tired of sitting and laying and *ouch* ouch getting up and then trying to walk and then doing it again. back injuries are evil.
I want to dance. I want to sweat on an elliptical machine at the gym. I want to move. I want to live...
only it was more like two happy gallops forward and four dramatic, painful stumbles then *crash* in the opposite direction.
and the four steps BACK. how literal. my back is beyond fucked up and I can hardly will myself to make contact with the one person who seems to care the most for my words.
bah. this sucks. and my paper is late. even though technically it's on extension it's still not done so it feels late and it's nagging at me. I'm tired of the topic.
I'm tired of sitting and laying and *ouch* ouch getting up and then trying to walk and then doing it again. back injuries are evil.
I want to dance. I want to sweat on an elliptical machine at the gym. I want to move. I want to live...