Today as so many others I found myself watching the clock. I keep myself busy; tinker, go out and about, then watch the clock. I get away from myself and get around people. I smile, laugh, and make small talk. I feel better. Then I get in my car, no feel worse. I’m back home tinkering again, watching the clock.
Watching the clock tick by, I’ve been there done that. Now today I’m there doing it again. The pain is not much different today, no matter since my tolerance level is. Read the rest of this entry »