Things are better after having gone to the emergency room for a Cortisone shot in my hip. This was to quell the respiratory infection incurred by seasonal change and the build up of a common cold. The shot was atrocious, felt as if someone pummeled my ass out in the schoolyard. I hobbled back to my car and made it home all in one piece, sore as hell and practically screaming from the pain.
I had told the nurse it was worse than I expected. “Yea, well,” she said, “it is a shot straight into a muscle, unlike a vein in your arm.”
At home, I’ve been resting up, listening to radio shows and reading. A fun, free life with it’s ups and downs (as can be expected, a doctor would say).
I find the few Anarchist revolutions in history very interesting. Many who doubt that Anarchy is possible, if they’re serious, would do themselves right by looking into it. Of course my own thing is, once I learn more, I’ll begin to write about it in my own words and put it down here.
New favorite link: Wikipedia: The Free Encyclopedia.
BGKPOETRY.COM 