Isn't It Great?

Ask me how I am . . . Okay, my back hurts from working in my strawberry patch for 2 hours. My neck hurts from sleeping in a funny position for 4 hours. My hand hurts from the blister I got from the wooden shovel I used in the garden. My feet hurt from walking 2 plus miles at the gym. My stomach hurts from laughing so hard while I walked with a friend. My allergies are bugging me from the new puppy. And my brain hurts from working on some children's stories I hope to get published. How am I? I am great!! I love my strawberries, they are sweet and bright and do not talk back to me. I talked to them for 2 hours and they agreed with everything I said. I slept for 4 hours in a row, that's wonderful for a chronic insomniac. My wooden shovel was a birthday gift from my family a few years ago and I smile whenever I use it. I love to walk and I love to laugh, combined it's a big ole' endorphin party. The new puppy is a joy and hours of fun a day. And finally, pain has long been known as an inspiration for writing, so bring it on.

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