Monday, April 13, 2009

The back's back

Woke up this morning and felt like something heavy and uncomfortable had been lying on my back all night. It's a strange feeling, as if there's an itch I just can't scratch, just annoyingly out of reach. If I could just twist and turn my back in the right way I could get the bones and the bits to fall into place with one, large, reassuring crack that puts everything right, a sudden release of tension and everything's okay.

But I can't. No matter how hard I try. So I'm stuck with necking Ibuprofen and stinking of deep heat, pausing every few minutes to twist my neck, to twist my back, to try to put things right. To no avail. Oh happy day.

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