by Andrew Heffernan, Aug 26, 2009
I spent almost all day yesterday flat on my back,
staring at the ceiling, making tiny movements with
my eyes.
I actually did some movements with my chest, occasionally
with my arms and head, too. And towards the end, my
legs got involved a little, but I was still flat on
my back.
And yet, I was wiped out at the end of it. Continue
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