i don’t want to complain, but please don’t complain when i don’t capitalize. right now my left wrist is swollen again, and killing me. i know, i need to love it. the swelling growing larger each time i type. ok, i love you wrist, but please go down, please let me do what i enjoy doing. i don’t play music anymore, my paying job is gone,and making jewelry, bending metal, etc. is just out of the question. i refuse to cry over this affliction as it is something i should be used to and many more people have things so much worse than me. i will be back on later, because the words i type replace the words i’d scream.