My body sort of aches when I lie down. It isn't enough to complain about, I'm sure. I've known people who've been through more in their lifetimes. Getting a metal bar in your chest is probably not the most enjoyable thing to go through in your teenage years. It's good to have friends like that. People who have some sort of uncommon thing like Marfan's syndrome. You tell yourself having extreme skin conditions and dysthimia isn't that cool. The dysthimia isn't causing the aches. Work is. I didn't do much heavy lifting, in fact that was marginal. What was difficult was backing the box truck up in a small space. I could do it, but I could do without the mocking. It wasn't even funny, anyway. Still, the aches are somewhat there. Not too bad, really. I've had to build a stage on random patches of grass, lift bulky CRT monitors, and other tasks of general moving stuff. Songs move through my head, but none of them are sticking now. Some sounds overrule the others. Maybe it's being away from the station too long. I need to get back to the job I love, the one I signed up for because of how I care. Time to rest soon, the body does ache.
Trivia: Bradford Cox of Deerhunter has Marfan syndrome.
