Ten.Two Thousand, Seven Hundred & Forty-One
Things are different, but have they changed?
Sixty-seven days.
She gives me a referral to a sports med doc. Finally.
Water spilling everywhere and then I go and break the coffee caraffe which means no more coffee for me.
It’s almost laughable.
“Did I make the meeting tense today?”
“When seeking guidance, don't ever listen to the tiny-hearted. Be kind to them, heap them with blessing, cajole them, but do not follow their advice.”― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves
Sitting at the tiny desk and taking tickets and narrowly escaping being decapitated by a rogue volleyball. Back at it.
He asks me what was a good part of my day today. I say that it’s leaving work to come watch volleyball.
Too many things.
