Enchantments
Musings About Writing and Stories About Life

She's like the girl in the movie when the Spitfire falls
Like the girl in the picture that he couldn't afford
She's like the girl with the smile in the hospital ward
Like the girl in the novel in the wind on the moors

~~Marillion
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Doinggggg

Well, bugger all. I just sprained my ankle again. Not a major sprain by any means, but it’s the weak, ready-to-collapse-at-any-given-moment ankle. Guess I won’t be exercising for a few days.

I got tons of stuff done today. Everything off my list except exercising and a solid hour of writing. Ack. Friends came over and made dinner, and we went out to sew, at which point I sprained my ankle walking back to the garage to get a tunic. So now I’m back inside. I was going to come in at 9 anyway to watch a movie and embroider. Only one person came over for sewing anyway.


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