Bursitis in 2020s

I thought about some things last night. Sometimes we should do what’s smart and not what we want and keep in mind that silence is usually golden. It’s a challenge at times, though, and that’s all I can really say about that. It’s just better to be safe than sorry.

The bursitis I’ve been having in my shoulder still bothers me at times but it’s not quite as bad today. At least I’m pretty sure it’s bursitis. At first I thought it was an injury but it would have healed by now.

I dreamed I was living with my parents and maternal grandmother in the house Tom had when we met in Phoenix. We were so poor that the three of them had to sleep in the same bed, LOL, with me in the other bedroom to the left of where Mom lay. I was backing out of their bedroom after asking Mom a question about something as they were getting ready to sleep and I was about to do some cleaning. Dad lay in the middle of the bed. I said good night and pulled the door shut on my way out.

Had they been in such a bizarre situation for real I’m sure my mother would have been in the middle and not my dad.