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| Inspiration on a lamp post |
You would think some time off of work to recover from an injury would be a dream. Turns out, like all joy, fun is elusive. The rest of the time, you are in pain and fighting self-defeating thoughts. Like, will you ever get better? Why does this part of my body hurt now? Am I falling apart? Did I hit my head? Can I form a thought or am I permanently broken?
A trip to the local diner was the first social endeavour. Even in a catatonic state, I would probably know how to order fries.
A trip to the park at the beginning of spring is humbling and automatically puts you in a meditative state. A perfect reminder to calm your arse down and remember what is important, which isn't much.
Also, in a blink of an eye, these trees will be filled with brilliant green leaves and I will be back to work and life will go on, or it won't.
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