My unwashed thoughts. Straight from the soul. Not nessasarily based on reality.




My daughter say's "Daddy, When your body stops hurting you can we bake some bread?"
I feel the stab of pain in my soul. I want to go to church but my shoulder hurts so badly as if I had been shot through by a 357 magnum. I am nearing the end of my patience with the pain.

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