April's Musings

Tackling my unexpected vacation

The silence of April helped me reconvene with myself. For most of the month, my wrists and hands were in immense pain. I figured I was going through the beginnings of carpel tunnel – I prayed that wasn’t the case. A friend of mine, who’s seen me nearly every day for years, mentioned I’d been writing every day for almost a decade. I hardly rested or allo…