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Waking up at 10 a.m.
Steel Cut Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Raisins, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.
It's a mix of lessons and meetings all afternoon.
Of course I have to explain my hand injury to everyone I come in contact with. Eventually, I just give in and say a vampire bit me.
Back home. I'm very tired. Power napping.
I kept a homemade pizza in the freezer. While cooking it in the oven a hole is formed in the middle from the crust being too thin. Kevin happens to be around during this discovery and captures the embarrassing moment.
I tell him later on Facebook, "Everything is harder when you only have one hand. Have some reverence for the holy pizza, dude! It was still delicious."
Watching The Trust (2016).
Tending to my hand – unwrapping the splint and letting it breathe – soaking it in Epsom salt – stretching it out.
Ana joins me in the bed. We just lie there and listen to Radiohead.
Sleep at 3 a.m.
[i] Image by Kevin.
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