As I have oft done, I would like to complain about my ailments. Mostly because whining on the internet seems to make it feel better. Not really but maybe? Truthfully I am just tired of the pain in my hand. I miss doing things without pain. Sadly this seems to be my current lot in life. But on the plus side this is forcing me to be more mindful in my activities. I am attempting to learn how to do things left handed (which I am not good at) and I have gotten used to having my wrist immobilized all day long.
Of course this is annoying but since I have stepped away from a lot of my normal hobbies I have discovered my love of writing again and have actually made good progress on a new story about a Ph.D in folklore researching cryptids in north america and encountering actual cryptids. Which begs the question: If a cryptid turns out to be real, is it still a cryptid? What are you thoughts?