the pain is creating a storm

to be in a state where physical pain does not exist is so precious.
it’s like cupping a heap of sand in my hands.

sand is slipping through my fingers.

today everything is starting to hurt. my neck, shoulders, back, and all possible referred pain from my sacroiliac joints. but actually some have already been creeping in insidiously for several days.

i’m tired.

i try not to think of forever. there’s no cure.

alas, the burden is too heavy, but i still have to bear it. the pain is creating a storm.

 

 

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