For https://steemit.com/freewrite/@mariannewest/day-203-5-minute-freewrite-thursday-prompt-back-pain
Sam took two ibuprofen for her back pain. She laid down on the chaise lounge next to her sliding glass door and fell asleep. She wanted to be free of back pain.
Tomorrow I begin my camping trip. That means most posts will be photo dumps. I hope you enjoy photo dumps.
I'll be sleeping on the ground. That will cause back pain.
Hey. Hay. Hey. Hey cabbage. Are you tasty?
Back pain back pain. Rain rain.. Like, it's in my bones, I can feel it's going to rain. I deign to alert you to me back pain.
Jane was a mainstream lane painter. She painted lanes like it was popular to do. But she was also an underground graffiti artist, so after a day of driving that big truck that paints the lines on the roads, she and her band of... hooligans... roamed the streets of Los Angeles with their paint cans and spray paint bottles, and made beautiful murals. Some murals were commissioned... IN fact, lots, but that's not what Jane did, she painted everywhere, without care for whether she was allowed.
Sam saw Jane painting the fence in the alleyway from where she lay on her chaise lounge. She wanted that.
She crawled out of the chair, crawled across the floor to the sliding glass door, effortfully pushed it... painfully. other words that mean it hurt and was difficult. then pulled herself across her back yard aloe vera and other succulent drought resistant lawn, which hurt a little, but not compared to her back pain flaring up without regard for her ibuprofen, and finally arrived where Jane was.
