Good pain

My niggles are slowly dissipating, which I contribute to no more donning of the work boot - climbing up and down ladders all day, or crawling into roof and floor spaces twisting and turning into weird contortions to screw and drill through nail ridden timber or reinforced concrete. I wake now when I want to wake, not at the call of the almighty Trap. My body is finally getting rest, and I ease my…