Adam just threw a brick on my toe. I'm trying to think nice thoughts.
Really trying.
But...it's not working.
These pics helped a little.
Just a little.
Reminded me of a better time.
A time when my toe didn't throb and pulsate.
A time when I was ambulatory and didn't have a list of things to do that span a city block.
Like I said, a better time...
He'll save the world one day, but for now, I'll try and spare my left foot from a similar fate as my right.
