You would think that a broken foot would not impede ones writing or typing ability. Bullshit. I can hobble around and shit. But my ability to stay sitting still has been compromised by the plastic boot on my broken left foot. I was getting some exercise by walking around my apartment and the oven alarm didn’t go off or was not set or something. I smelt something burning and started running towards the kitchen. I hit a corner to close and kicked my left foot in a door frame. Bamm.
Now I cannot not even sit down, walk around, stay still enough, to do anything. Once you lose the ability to do something like walk regularly, you become so obsessed to get it back or at least try too. Now writing is a chore for this wordy whore. I am actually laid out on my bed typing this on my phone in an email to post online later. Freaking pain in the ass. But as an update now you know. Posts to come soon.