Monday, May 25, 2009

The mind

I'm still in recovery. I did too much today. It seems that anything is too much. I spend more time flat on my back than doing anything else.
Stairs are a no-no without my brace. Even one step.
Eight weeks of uselessness, four or more to go.
I found a tape the Bryon made. It has him laughing.
He had such an intoxicating laugh.
I have to go now.