Remember when I said guts were stupid?
I stand by that. As I do to notions of “wisdom of the body”.
I should add, however, that I am also stupid when I do not pay attention to the signals my body gives me.
As in it hurts when I lift this and I continue to lift this just. . . because.
So now I walk like a hunchback around the apartment and, in my foray across the street to the pharmacist, as if I had a stack of plates atop me noggin’.
A noggin’ I did not see fit to use properly.
*Sigh*
the pleasures of middle-age
Criminy. . . .