Letters to my body.

Dear digestive system,

Thank you for working as hard as you do, but you could throw in a little more effort.

Dear liver,

I am sorry for the next year and a half. Don’t hate me.

Dear legs,

Thank you for repeatedly dragging my lazy bones anywhere and everywhere I’ve been.

Dear arms,

You have been neglected for far too long. I’ll start lifting some heavy things so you feel useful.

Dear toes,

I'm not sure why you hurt so much; ill try to improve how I walk.

Dear hands and fingers,

I'm sorry for slowly developing carpel tunnel. If you hate me one day I understand.

Dear back,

Strengthen your bones.

Dear ankles,

I know how badly you’ve wanted to over the years, but thank you for not giving up on me just yet.

Dear eyes,

I’m so glad you work so well. The things you have let me see are beautiful; even in the ugliest places. You are appreciated.

Dear ears,

Without you I would not know how wonderful music sounds; thus I would lead an unfulfilled life.

Dear taste buds,

You have made me fat. But thank you for letting me enjoy it.

Dear brain,

You could be a little smarter, make me a little less lazy, but I guess you’ve got me this far. Thank you for not being ridiculously dumb and pretty good with common sense.

Dear funny bones,

You really aren’t funny at all.

Dear feet,

I’ll try my best to lessen your load.

Dear everything else,

You have put up with my bullshit for so long, but you’re a part of me. The shit storm has yet to come. Prepare yourself.

Love Jen.

Listening to: Mama I'm Satan by Cursive

Fact of the day: I miss knitting.