It feels like the universe doesn’t want me to go anywhere, since right when the going gets good, my ankle dislocates.
Last time it did this was at Chaos Camp last year. First in a chain of events that lead to noping out of there on one foot.
I had surgery to stabilize the foot in November. Had to get a donor ligament put in. Foot actually felt solid for once.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, but if you can’t take that first step without stumbling, life is damn hard.