tell me about it. commuting to work by bike, uphill and into the wind both ways.

I do the same, but I press every button inbetween for good measure.

(nah, j/k)

your city doesn’t clean out the storm drains every fall?

but you grabbed 3?

but you haven’t always been in pain.
to appreciate the good times you have to have gone through the worst times.

believe me, this too shall pass. and you will be stronger and better off for it.

there is no easy way out. just know that complete strangers online have gone through what you are going through, and have your back (as evident in the comments).

and you too, will persevere. and come out on top.

hugs from an internet stranger 👥

hate to post a fb link, couldn’t for the life of me get it to work otherwise

time will heal.

one day you will remember the good times instead of the bad.

that day will come.

meanwhile, best of luck

still trying to get laid daily as a form of exercise…

the runner’s high maybe? seems like it’s bad for your knees though.

music makes just about any chore more enjoyable

no need. just get arrested for (not convicted of) a felony and they will do that part for you

or have some idiot family member who thought 23 & me was a novel and fun idea

the cops?

and a high vis safety vest

for Pope’s sake

I’ll be back

Oh hidy-ho officer, we’ve had a doozy of a day. There we were minding our own business, just doing chores around the house, when kids started killing themselves all over my property.

my last gf was absolutely captivated by my ability to do this as well. I’m not talking about helicoptering but more like a hi ma’am wave when it’s at attention. it was like magic to her, never got old she said. ah, the simple pleasures in life