Just nod if you can hear me…
Finger numbness report: Day 73.
It’s getting worst. Last weekend I started dropping stuff. It hurts to type. My job involves typing things all day and transporting fragile precious unique artifacts on a tightrope suspended 200 feet over diamond floors. Kidding.
I’m thinking that weird smell might not be the need for a shower, but leprosy setting in.
I might never play guitar again.
I’m almost willing to admit I’m scared.
Darn.
