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Oh CoSo boy...
The hips! The hips are calling!
From bone to bone, and all down the thigh-thick sides.
The big toes are gone, too, to caterwauling.
It's I, it's I must go, to healing bed.
But I'll come back when the big toes are feeling better,
or when the hips have hushed and mellowed.
I'll be here in sunshine then, to tell of cast-off shadows--
Oh CoSonauts, oh CoSonauts, I love you so!
(Entirely possible I have a touch of heat exhaustion, too. Not *quite* like being drunk, but kinda close!)
@MLClark How amazing that in the midst of feeling unwell, your wonderful brain belts out this vivid poetry!
Sweet dreams ✨and feel better soon.
@MLClark I once went to DC in the heat/humidity of August. I started at Arlington Cemetery and decided to walk all the way to the National Air and Space Museum. I mean, I could see it from the Lee Mansion! No problem!
I couldn't walk the next day, my feet were so swollen.
So right there with ya. Pleasant Starfleet dreams.