Off the Road
The noisy neighbors are having a party again. My tooth hurts. I think I wasted every bit of energy I have in my travels for work the past two weeks.
First it was New England - just north of Boston to be exact. And then down to Hampton, Virginia. The two events were probably like night and day, but I just sold books. Lots of books. Now I'm back home, half my face swollen, pain shooting every 15 minutes, and there's nothing good on TV. If there is a hell, it's pretty close to this.
For healing and grace,
lay a hand upon me,
so that I may feel love.
First it was New England - just north of Boston to be exact. And then down to Hampton, Virginia. The two events were probably like night and day, but I just sold books. Lots of books. Now I'm back home, half my face swollen, pain shooting every 15 minutes, and there's nothing good on TV. If there is a hell, it's pretty close to this.
For healing and grace,
lay a hand upon me,
so that I may feel love.
posted by Chett Pritchett at
8:07 PM
2 Comments:
You got home just in time for all the heat. Get better Chett!
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I'm here! Now what?, at 9:15 PM
I'm a little late in reading this post, but hope the swelling has gone down and the spirits are lifted.
By
Questing Parson, at 8:09 PM
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