page 3
Page 3 final by ~Gleto on deviantART
oh man. finally, page 3.
just when joo think life unfurled its ceaseless, busy crease, to makeway and pave a road of time for u to finally clamp on that thing you always wanted to do, u get a fucking massive ass blod clotting stiff neck...
had to call off for a few days, tiger balm plastered all over my neck and back, room smelling like the minty balm of some russian bathhouse 'cuz of it, and i felt the dreaded fear of having to go to the doctors cuz of it. dread the doctors, not cuz of the insurance i'd hafta deal with thereafter, or the florescent dimness of the hospital, but the friggin unadulterated wait. the wait i verily think they do onpurpose to milk time and money out of their patience. but i ain't here to rag on the medical field.
with the neck all unstiff, and the determination eva strong, more pages here i go. yo.