The word of the moment is: numb.
Kat fell asleep on my arm, then I fell asleep, and now here I am, struggling to get feeling back into my fingers. Good times!
Despite a near-constant howling wind, we managed to get some good weeding and planting done in the garden today. Tomorrow we're back to harvesting, as we prepare for Saturday's market.
The only way I'm winning the fight
On this twisted tree night
Is if I manage to strike back -
Yes, I must get on the attack -
Before sensation returnsAnd I actually feel that burn.