Discouraged

Told a friend about a little something I did for somebody, and he responded, “You don’t seem like the type to do anything for anyone.” I was pained because I recognized the truth in his statement.

I was down the past 48 hours because my car died (awaiting final word from my mechanic), my feet hurt (plantar fascitis), my thumbs hurt, and the Cowboys offensive line is a mess. The NFL season starts Thursday night.