First thought: I am getting old. Thursday, my legs cramped while I was sleeping. I did not think I would make it to work. I did. Today, it is my right hand that hurts. I tried calling for a taxi - no answer - since it is snowing lightly and I need to be at work in 56 minutes. I am walking without any joy in my heart.
And I must leave in minutes. More later.
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