I'm learning some new things. When you've broken yourself, sometimes, you really do have to ask for help.
Like when you need groceries....
....or need to take out the trash....
...laundry is nearly impossible...
...putting dishes away? Who knew you'd be taller with two feet instead of one?
And it's EXHAUSTING to walk on three feet instead of two! Who knew?! I get home and I want to write, but I can't get a coherent thought to race on ANY track in my head, much less a one-way track.
GADS!
Guys, be careful on the ice. It's killer.
um, yeah. Being broken is definitely not fun!
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