It's been quite a busy week or 7 days anyways. The highlights are

Wednesday: Hit my elbow hard causing some minor muscle damage making it physically painful to raise my arm and difficult to raise a cup.

Thursday: My little sisters birthday. Amongst other things she got a beautiful Georgian dolls house, which is big and heavy. I had to carry it upstairs and replace the very large, very old, very heavy TV in her room. Alone. I almost cried

Friday: Arm felt like it would fall off, rested. Little sister had a sleep over so rested is a loosley applied term.

Saturday: Went to see cloudy with a chance of meat balls. It is a fun film. "Steve!!!"

Sunday: Continued painting decking from earlier in the week. Decking still not finished. Performed heavy garden duties such as replacing mesh ground sheets and industrial scale weeding.

Monday: Moved variety of large plants from there initial plots to new garden layout. Carried lots of gravel and laid it out nicely. Had odd dream where me and my girlfriend were haunted by a previous girlfriend I had murdered . Am still confused

Tuesday: Arm has finally stopped hurting when flexed. Unsure why I was forced to do so much heavy lifting when drinking tea was painful. 

Tomorrow: Must finish decking!

 When I was young I thought I was a Jedi, I woke the house at 0630 singing along to Shania Twain, I read stories about faeries and dragons and asked odd questions.

Now I am 21 and I have grown up, I read books where faeries and dragons are symbols, I mouth along to Shania, quiet like, I know the questions aren't odd the answers are just more complicated than I first thought. I still attempt to use the force on a regular basis despite the overwhelming evidence against my abilities. I learnt to think I learnt laugh, I learnt to just be a little insane, but really deep down I think I just got bigger.