like when i got a pitchfork stuck in my ankle & didn’t go to a doctor. for instance. or getting hit in the face with a baseball bat (def saw a doctor that time).
the adult version of getting various ouchies slash boo-boos associated with childhood minus all of the extreme physical activity and unlimited energy
Examples of my own recently
- weird bruise on my thigh that I can’t Explain
- knot from shower curtain rod falling on my head
- tiny burn on my foot from getting hit by a speck of hot oil
Put on the robe, turn on adult swim or whatever, crank the ac, eat a late night snack in one bed and sleep in the other. The freedom of impersonal liminal space.
