My right leg is in agony. The knee is out of place and sore, and I think the nerve in my hip is pinched. Fucking ouch, this hurts!
I'm lonely and horny and sore and poor. I want a fulfilling and stimulating job, a wonderful husband, and a house in a nice sunny spot, with a cool breeze in summer and a sheltered path in winter. I want my cats and myself to be cared for, loved and safe. I want a man who brings me comfort and stability, not worries and distress. I want to be happy and at peace with the world.
Right now, though, more than anything, I want to sleep as contentedly as I did when EJ was safe in my arms and I could protect him and feel he was properly attended to.