I sneezed at an angle this morning and fucked my back up. Also, why the fuck does a large portion of my body and weight sit atop a single column of bones precariously cushioned by jelly and rubbery bits? And if said jelly/rubbery bits get squeezed a bit too hard, the bones smash nerves that control my fucking extremities?

Nature really fucked us.

This is my experience exactly. I’m sure the injuries of youth are why I’m so randomly and easily injured in middle age.

Coincidentally, in my twenties one of my friends was hit by a car going 30 MPH, and he got up, and kept partying the rest of the night. No serious consequences at all.

A few weeks ago, I was lying in bed. Literally all I was doing was moving to turn and I pulled a muscle in my leg. Getting old fucking sucks.