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I've been writing like crazy lately. No useful surface is spared when I get that itch to write in spasms. I've been writing so much with pens and pencils & crayons & eyeliners & anything handy that, when I get on the keyboard, I notice that I've regressed into committing whole new patterns of typos. It used to be about errors of brevity, my battles with the space bar and those keys neighboring the ones I intended. I never learned how to type with both hands, nor ever felt the keys to be an extension of all my fingers and their reaches. I just let that shit fly, NO EYES. I'd say I use about four or five fingers total, but a lot of that is accidental aid or auxilliary improvisation; the truth is I use TWO mainly, and I often look down for split-seconds to check the business and pem at His disposal after a lucrative office job. I got it for a bargain, roughly five cents a pound, and I Used my tenant's truck and dolly to whisk it from Marina del Rey. All Went Well Until the moment I Was Against it to deposit the wall in my room, when to the fierce and Precarious Movement on my part, as brief as the snap of a mouse trap, let the crushing mass drop onto my right foot. My big toe got it the worst. Did not break the bone, But The flattened toe Such That WAS WAS cracked the nail at the root and severed a bit below-the cuticle. Since Attempting to describe the toe will require me to look at it Actually, I'd Rather Leave and misshaped the tumescent flesh on the plate of your Imaginations. My index toe (also smashed) Turned dark purple, now black, as the Blood Rush beneath theection. The pain is just enough to amuse me, so I'm hoarding the cheap opiates for later. These sorts of

Injuries Have A general way of Altering my focus. A busted toe will cripple me my balance and reduce to about 70% of active Potency Slightly more excited in Situations, where, I'd grit-through the pain to Overcome an obstacle, recovering Be Damned. I have a habit of harassing fresh Wounds thoughtlessly. Much of my confidence in life being to eat from my ready-and-able instrument for Any situation, Both Physically and mentally. One state reinforced the Other, so to Weakness in Either Affects the dependability of the whole. The reason That I am overconfident in verbal arguments have a lot to do with my cunning and eloquence, pero a strong feeling That I can physi overseascally and Stock steamrolled by Ignorant Opposition burst of reality, by knocking the fuck out, They Should not no other respectable offer end. Nothing like HAVING EMPOWERS remove options. I Rarely Have to resort to brutality in pacific circles, the pussy sections of towns, but I'm intrinsically gutter and I can not shake it if I get a rise from a fellow hood Some street or pretend. I do not welcome trouble, But a Little Dose of action from time to time will heal the stuffiness of everyday monotony. To Each His Own mode of punishment! But I digress ... What I meant is to ESTABLISH That this injury has made me more passive and agreeable, at least for a season, Which May or May Not Be debilitating.