Word of the day, monday
Limp. Three 3 inches long deep scratch on the bottom of my feet and one day of limping in front of all co-workers: that is the price of windsurfing in a storm with the windspeed about 30 miles an hour, blown to the sea shore filled with razor sharp rock. But it's exciting, and it's kind of cool to limp a little bit for a change, as long as it does not hurt that much. "Are you limping?" that is the most questions I heard people asking Monday morning. "Just a little bit scratch", at other times, I told pepole I twisted my ankle while running: what the point of telling people you don't really know well the detail of your life, like they care what I do on a stormy Sunday afternoon? No one cares, good thing is I don't care either. Just live my life to the fullest. So limp on, for today.
posted by Road less travelled @ 11:26 PM
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