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Complex Numbers #589599 added June 7, 2008 at 9:49pm
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The depressing thing...
...about yesterday's list is I can't do half of them.
Not because I'm afraid to, or because my wife would divorce me for most of them, or because I don't want to die.
But because of my goddamn back.
My wife went horseback riding this morning. I used to ride horses when I was a kid. I rode some more recently on the beaches of Antigua and through a Central American rainforest. I don't usually miss it, but now the idea that I can't do it because it would turn my right leg into a screaming, burning rod of pain makes me wish I could do stuff like that anymore.
A friend of mine is whitewater rafting this weekend. Again, not something I ever had a major urge to do, but the idea that I can't makes me very, very angry with myself and an uncaring Universe.
When this shit is over - if it is ever over - I might be done being a dedicated indoorsman, at least for a while. Maybe I'll finally go for flight training and get a pilot's license like I've always wanted.
In the meantime, I'll just thank whatever gods are laughing at us that there's booze. |
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