Dear Right Elbow,
I wanted to let you know, because I feel like I've neglected telling you this, but you are an integral part of my everyday life and I value everything you allow me to do each day, from helping my hands wash my hair, to helping me drive my car. Without you I couldn't bring flowers closer to my nose to sniff, or give my dogs a well deserved scratch behind the ears. You help me put my phone to my ear so I can chat with old friends, and you make it possible for me to express my feelings to fellow drivers on the road. Most importantly of all you make it possible for me to knit and create things with beautiful fibers. So I have to ask, why have you turned on me suddenly? You know I have a deadline, you know how important that deadline is, so why now have wreaked havoc in my life creating a pain so intense that not even my trusty tylenol can banish it. Have I wronged you? Did I throw you inappropriately at someone? Why? Why have you turned on me?
I'm taking you to the doctor tomorrow and I'm telling you right now, if he gives me a shot and makes me cry you and I are going to a more serious issue...
I still love you, but I wish you'd get over yourself and let me get back to doing what I do, which with you is everything...
Sincerely,
me
I wanted to let you know, because I feel like I've neglected telling you this, but you are an integral part of my everyday life and I value everything you allow me to do each day, from helping my hands wash my hair, to helping me drive my car. Without you I couldn't bring flowers closer to my nose to sniff, or give my dogs a well deserved scratch behind the ears. You help me put my phone to my ear so I can chat with old friends, and you make it possible for me to express my feelings to fellow drivers on the road. Most importantly of all you make it possible for me to knit and create things with beautiful fibers. So I have to ask, why have you turned on me suddenly? You know I have a deadline, you know how important that deadline is, so why now have wreaked havoc in my life creating a pain so intense that not even my trusty tylenol can banish it. Have I wronged you? Did I throw you inappropriately at someone? Why? Why have you turned on me?
I'm taking you to the doctor tomorrow and I'm telling you right now, if he gives me a shot and makes me cry you and I are going to a more serious issue...
I still love you, but I wish you'd get over yourself and let me get back to doing what I do, which with you is everything...
Sincerely,
me
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