My parents and I were hanging out in Monterey and they were joking that I walk faster than they do even when I’m on my crutches. I told them the human mind often figures out a way to make the best of something. Even though I’ll be on crutches for another 3 months, it doesn’t bother me much.
I think I’m actually enjoying this little bit of downtime, this small physical challenge. My dad jumped in and said I was sadistic. I think I am just too darn lucky in life, I need some challenge to make me feel alive.