It's is funny how self doubts can take over and poison you. Right now I wonder if I can pull this off. It's the PD. When my meds are waning, it is hard to just move. I think "How am I going to put up a tent? How am I going to fix a flat?"
Dumb thoughts. I know I can do it, but the little wedges of doubt winnow their way into my confidence.
On saturday I was burning a brush pile. I was up on a log, trying to push another log into the fire. I lost my footing and fell a few feet, with my ribs striking another log. CRACK! I heard them break. Hurts like a son of a gun. Another wedge. Not the broken rib: it's the fact that I fell.
After I got up, the log went into the fire. I am a stubborn man.
2/22/10
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