Sometimes you get taken out. Your body takes over and takes away your ability to participate in life. It might be a broken limb, a disease, a sudden accident and many many things of lesser and worse degrees.

I got that experience over the last several days. It was a tooth. A bundle of nerves in my mouth that went on to get infected. Five days of coping with pain. It’s the kind of thing that recenters you. It makes you realize how important health is and how lucky to live somewhere that I can be fixed. This could have easily killed me without proper medical care. A slow and painful death too.

But it’s over. I’m back with the living. I missed you.