I Sprained My Wrist. And, Grew deeper in my trust.

Ow.

I was roller skating at the park. I slipped and fell. I tried to stop myself from bracing but didn't get my left arm up in time. It sucked! I was pretty scared. It looked all colorful and started puffing up and felt unstable. Sheesh, what a drag.

So I consulted ChatGPT (easy to denounce when you have a PPO and the medical system is built with you in mind, but for me, I did what I had to do), got my treatment da-da-da together, and sat for a few days. It was a little maddening.

You know when people are in solitary confinement, they say when they start losing it they start counting bricks? So, not being able to practice was its own special kind of prison for me, but my walls are smooth, so I ended up counting the coordinates of every city I've ever had a significant time in in the world. And you wanna know something crazy??????

Los Angeles, CA. and Cape Town, SA, are equidistant from the equator.

Yeah, that's right. LA is 34°N and Cape Town is 34°S.

I thought to myself "Wow, that's crazy" and it just said to me "you know what? time to break out Psalm 34". Idk you just come up with stuff when you get there mentally (all of this is happening with one hand now).

And there it was! Psalm 34:20 : "He keepeth all this bones; not one of them is broken." A sign enough for me! Whew.

So my trust grew a little deeper. I did some more listening of my music that I've been having some trouble hearing the completion of. I watched some lectures on Youtube about chess and music's quantum nature. Real irie stuff.

Its better now. I can meaningfully practice. Life isn't over. Happy for me.