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i went for a bike ride this evening. i fell. i scraped the skin off the heel of my left hand, and my right knee. The front wheel turned when i feel and i landed on the left end of the handle bar. Then i had to get back on the bike and ride home. It was too far to walk. i got home, Master didn't answer the door, and then i started to cry. He had gone out while i was riding. i was in the shower when He came back. He put peroxide on my hand and knee and made them sting like 60. Then He finished making dinner. The longer i stay awake and still the stiffer i become. i probably won't be able to get out of bed in the morning. On top of that i only got a 25 minute ride in. Sometimes life sucks.

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i suppose He will use my being stiff and sore as an excuse for not giving me any pain tomorrow as He intimated might happen last night at the play. And then there are times when life really sucks.

julia