Frustration sets in. The pain that I feel is alleviated somewhat by the heating pad but not much. I want to get up and do things, be active, go outside but then the cramps hit again and I’m flat on my back staring up to the ceiling.

I’ve realized though that this is a test in patience. It’s the subtly of life that I need to focus on. The desire to create movement is replaced by the forcing of myself to slow down and look inward. It’s not so bad to look into one’s own eyes every now and again.

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Dream Weaver and Mischief Maker
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