The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one’s own country as a foreign land.” – G.K. Chesterton

Sunday, 19 February 2006

Thankfully my shoulder injury from the bike accident seem to be healing okay but there's still a pretty nasty scab where my skin got metal-burned and there is still a bit of soreness at the joints. Can't help but feel self-conscious about the scab because I cannot wear sleeved tops to conceal it (the wound still seem to be seeping oh-so-slightly and I don't want to stain my tops!). I can pretend the wound is not that prominent, but collegues keep asking about it and a dull stinging ache serves as a reminder of what happened.

I'll live (and I'm glad I'm still living).

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