Sayin’s

I am—for my sins—a words person. But I’m not a words person because I love to read (though I do) or because I love to write (I…don't…sorta). I’m a words person because I love creating shared meanings that only make sense within a community. I love through creating a shared world of words.

With surgery recovery, two phrases have become part of my lexicon with myself:

  1. “Don’t be a left leg.” and
  2. “Body, don’t be a dick, you don’t got one anymore.”

I have others that are less self-deprecating, but I’ll keep those to myself. These just tickle my humor in just the right way.

 
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