My back is out which means the front I usually put up can't stand itself. The stress of equilibrium is a projection that blinds the screen. I can't see what to do. Each project twiddles its opposable thumbs waiting for its moment of truth. I look into my list like someone searching for their keys in a black hole. Do this on the one hand and do that on the other. Then juggle and throw the dice. What comes up, must go down!
Oooh that spasm just painfully reminded me that I am sitting here doing nothing except thinking about what I need to do. I gotta go......
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