My thoughts were about “my family” again and how much safer surfing is compared to the dangerous sport of snowboarding. I was thinking about the potential of injury and the rising cost of health care insurance. It was a thought when I ran towards my car after morning mass one morning and felt a pinch within my left hip socket.
Once again, freaks! Don’t get me wrong! I have my own life to live in the Bay Area. Don’t expect me, an unmarried, childless, unemployed spoiled brat, to oblige what is practially unrealistic and downright unaffordable. If other people than the twosome found out what I’ve been doing, they’d label me as crazy. And in hindsight, that’s it — crazy, for being “nice”.
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