This afternoon, I was counting stuff. Instant flashbacks of a previous job I had, as a counter.
Here’s my dinner
I’m still sore from Saturday night soccer.
My jaw is particularly sore. I realised that I have been a Bruxist for the past two nights. Dreaming about my teeth being stuck together, falling out, going to the dentist, etc. All that time, I’m actually grinding my teeth together. I’ve had a very sore jaw all day
On a better note, here are some cats.