I've fallen and I can't get up. Well, actually, I didn't fall at all but I have completely thrown out my back as in I can barely walk or move without loudly crying out in various tongues. So, this has been my view for like 30 hours now and while I'm stoked I can work by phone and I have Netflix to pass the time while my discs rest and re-situate, and I'm certainly grateful to have two able-bodied men to care for me in shifts and I am well-armed with my trusty oils and Biomat to support my comfort and happiness, I'm bored AF. That is all. P.S. I'm in love with Gilmore Girls. No spoiler alerts, please, I've somehow managed to never before see this delightful show, which is really helping me work out my teen issues, BTW. Just diffusing some Inner Child and retroactively caring for the high schooler in me who is now laughing at (with?) the older version of herself for being old (classic vintage!) and in traction.
