The following morning…
My feet feel unbelievably sore, and my back, neck, and shoulders all ache like a motherfucker, thanks in no small part to falling asleep on my hard apartment floor, but I keep walking, unable to stop myself from moving. I keep going back and forth, to and fro, putting left foot after right foot, again and again until I can almost feel my boots creating cracks and furrows in the tiled floor.
I’m pacing like a maniac, even though the receptionist and two nurses have already told me that it’s not allowed. I’ve tried to sit still but I’m just too restless.
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