Oww! I’ve injured my foot. I’ll spare the pathetic details. It’ll be fine in a week, but it means every step can be an adventure. Sometimes I’m able to carry on quite normally. And then there’s the odd step where wincing pain shoots through to my skull. And I’m not good at being careful.
So now that I’ve found my muse and begun exploring my new home, I’m relegated to the couch again. I feel all the more imprisoned because the spirit is now willing.