A plastercast is such a nice medium to slow down time. Suddenly you are not in a rush because you cannot rush. Suddenly there is no hast to catch a bus, because you cannot haste. Annoying and first and then … lovely !
2 weeks ago I was involved in a traffic accident. Some dumbass decided it was a good idea to drive through red traffic lights and hit me with his car while I was on my bike. Luckily I survived the happening, but my right leg is fucked up. I’ve been in the hospital these past weeks recovering, and it’ll be a while yet before I can properly move again, but at least I’m alive.
This is s why you haven’t seen any content from me in a while. I’ll get back to posting as soon as I can, and I hope everyone understands.
—– “ FEAR NOT ABOUT MY LEG, “his voice is cool and dismissive. one might be alarmed by the sight of one’s own leg being contorted in so many different angles. of course, he can feel the excruciating pain of it. but, he’s learned to mask it well. “it will heal within a fortnight. “
She’s neverexperienced someone being this CALM about a broken leg before. Sure, she’s seen people remain stoicdespite the excruciatingpain, but neverbefore had someone spoken so clearlywith such an ailment. ❛❛ We still need to set it for you, sir, ❞ The nurse explains hurriedly, buzzing around to ready the supplies necessary.
