Laying in my own bed, which is a new slab of firm foam, back in my bedroom finally, and I'm naked.
I haven't slept this way since the last time I was here, and I love it. I know it sounds strange but it's been quite a while and I've missed it.
I'm very glad to be alive. I made some good friends at Pillars and they appreciated the intensity of my morning workouts. And I turned eighty there.
And I did it with a crushed ankle, wrapped up with a cast on the back of it.
I will walk again.
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