The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Saturday, February 12, 2011

And the years creep on

Back hurts like hell this morning. Which is saying something, because it always hurts, and for me to report pain there, means it's quite a lot worse. Will do what I can to ameliorate.

Gods I'm feeling old.

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