There comes a time when you have to take it easy. Today is that day. For reasons documented elsewhere I am Resting, Ice applied, Compression (soon to be) applied, leg Elevated. Should I rest on my laurels? Past achievements? The fact that last week I wrote what I consider to be my best ‘anthology’ poem? No, I have achieved nothing yet, and this is why I can’t take it easy. I will today, until the pain eases, but after that? The clock is ticking…
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