It was perhaps a week ago, but I was in a craft store and noticed I was walking. I had been told I have a limp and asked what's wrong with my back. I was walking is news because of the extreme difficulty I have to put oneleg forward then the other. But last week I had comfort and I even had a normal small stride perhaps. It was Joy. One of those pittiful celebratory Joys such as eating or given the right of way or walking when you hadn't.


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