Blister days.
New book!
Bedtime reading only or I would have finished it within a day if I wanted to.
My species was changed so I have to re-do parts of my proposal.
The subjects this sem aren't the best.
But I'll work on it.
Sometimes I think about things.
What would happen if I ventured into field work?
These blisters.
Somehow they limit things.
You can't walk around in the forest when you can't even wear a pair of shoes.
The cold sweat and cringing with every step I make.
I have to admit that the way I tear off dead skin is almost too disgusting for the unfamiliar.
And when people show me their little blisters not even the size of a peanut, I could not be emphatic.
It is regretful at times when I show no sign of sympathetic emotion for their pain.
I'm the worst type of people for comfort when you have a blister.
Actually, the point is, I'm interested in hiking.
I should walk more these days.
Well here goes one post full of disgusting rants and distractions.
I wish you all a good blister-less day.