BRUISES, BLOOD AND BANDAGES —
THAT’S WHAT MY LIFE IS REDUCED TO RIGHT NOW.
I WATCH EACH DAY AS THE MIRACLE OF HEALING FLOWS THROUGH MY BODY.
— THE JAW THAT HURTS WHEN I CHEW
— THE HAND THAT CANNOT HOLD ANYTHING THE LEAST BIT HEAVY
— PURPLE & YELLOW BRUISES ALL OVER MY BODY
— BLOOD SPLATTERED HAT, NOW A COLLECTION PIECE
Writer, photog., wanderer. Hopeful romantic. Lover of all things dogs. I write about ordinary people. Follow my Relentless Pursuit. Medium Noteworthy Writer.