You thought I was gonna say something dirty, didn’t you?
My neck is fine, but my back is killing me. It’s not even that. It’s just a mild dull ache. Middle lower back. It feels like it’s right on my spine, like something has loosely grasped my spine and is tugging downward on it. Or maybe like they’re pushing back on the bone from the inside. That imagery is making it feel worse. It’s more annoying than anything. This only happens once a month. Go away, Aunt Flo. I hate you. But I’m glad that you came before I go to Puerto Rico.
