Well, these pictures tend to speak for themselves, but only to the extent that inanimate objects can speak. Therefore, I, the subject of said photographs, will say a few word on their behalf. I am in as much pain as it appears. From the hammer of sledge to the saw of Skil, from the bar of crow to the kick of boot, the pain continuously increased. The sedative of rain softens my wounds, but the cracks and splinters will always be here. My mind continuously meanders to the miracles of modern carpentry, and there it finds peace. Tomorrow is another day, and the day after that is also. That, however is the extent of my hope. I plan to take my current situation two days at a time. That is all for now.
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