“You’re blessed when you’re content with just who you are—no more, no less. That’s the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can’t be bought.”
This morning, I could barely get out of bed, I was so sore from the digging yesterday. You name it, I swear it hurt. My back and legs felt like somebody had beaten them, hard. I wouldn’t’ve been surprised to see bruises — it feels like that, anyway. I think it’ll take my back a long time to return to the normal level of discomfort.