Last night, BSA and I went imaginary running.
This morning, I have an actual sprained ankle.
I'm a little disturbed by this.
Could it be that my imagination has gotten so strong that it has the power to affect the very fabric of reality?
I must learn to harness this power and use it as a force for good.
Or possibly, to meet a funny Japenese geek with the ability to travel time and a cool samurai sword.
I'll have to ponder this.
Fun Note: Remember, when dealing with a sprain, the handy acronym RICE. Rest, Ice, Compress, Elevate. This may be a little difficult to accomplish while in business casual and in a cubical type enviroment, but office ninjas aren't daunted by such trivial challenges.
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