I woke up with a dream, which I rather not talk about. Except there are 4 digits in it, which would bring me to "feed some horses" - namely the Singapore Pool. Dreams are soul out of shell experiences, I think, which at times make me rather uncomfortable. What if the soul loses its way home?
I sprained my left ankle - again. Such fragile ankle! Now I'm limping all around. I guess I deserve it for doing half a dozen things at the same time while descending that short flight of stairs. A soul out of shell moment. Then, the crippling pain shooting through had me wincing, descending down to earth. Literally.
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