Spiky

No frolicking in the snow or discussing how to change the world for me today, wuss that I am. I still feel frozen to the marrow from being outside for almost two hours yesterday either standing up or sat on a piece of marble street art.

Now what does this remind me of? Ah yes, this is what I think a bout of cystitis would look like if some nutter felt so moved as to illustrate it. Thank god for cranberry juice and cold yogurt.

Hope everyone is snug and safe today.