Oi Oi Oi!
Apologies for the disappearing act mate, but I live, still. Still feeling a bit defiant after getting rolled pretty seriously by some punks outside my pharmacy. It’s in a terrible neighborhood but the owner is a close friend and mentor. Two years ago I actually had the same thing happen, yeah that bad of a neighborhood, and on that occasion even though I broke half a dozen ribs I came out the better (buddy ‘lost’ his eye). Not so much this time. More ribs, and wrist, concussion this time, but was generally a real thrashing.
I leave the house once a week, same place, have no sketchy friends, am a decent, clean person. So it really bothered me personally that this happened again, and I went into a funk. I can’t imagine doing this to another person. Hell I still feel really bad for the guy two years ago that lost his eye when I jammed my finger in it when he tried to tackle me (1st mugging)
Anyway, I had to get some help this time and talk it out because it really got to me, you know, what the world can be like sometimes. I’m weakening so quickly, physically, as a result of my vertigo, so the physical threats really loom now and I’ve never experienced fear like that before. Things are back on track now but I’m totally housebound, bedbound and bored out of my mind.
My grows are still progressing, thank goodness, but man, so much pain from the ribs and torn cartilage. So I’m moving really slowly. Managing though, and I have help.
My keyboard died so I have to use my phone to communicate on here so I expect maybe less than my former post rate until I get a new one. I am back to reading 420 everyday though, and I’ll get myself sorted out.
Sorry again for dropping off, I got into a tough headspace and for some reason easy things got really hard. Best as I can tell you sound like yourself and everyone is ok but I’m not fully read up yet, I haven’t been lurking here at all, just been watching sports on tv and reading, and harvesting my first crop with busted ribs and one arm. Thank god it turned out strong as fuck, even my daughter’s pothead friend says so, so that’s been helpful - though all I have is rolling papers so I’m rolling one-handed, just like back in the day. Ugh. I’m too cheap to buy a nice bong right now.
I really hope you and Mrs. Rut-Jumper had a nice holiday season together and that yer best bud is 5/5 too, you are all often in my thoughts. I hope you can forgive both my blathering, and my silence, I went through the ringer out here but gonna be alright.