I did something very bad to my knee. I don't remember having anything against that knee. But for whatever reason, my knee is angry with me. I exacerbated the situation by slipping in the shower and nearly destroying my ability to walk. It was an accident, but now my knee won't even speak to me. Talk about holding a grudge. Geez. I told a friend about the falling out I had with my knee.
His response: "Well, Laurie, you're not 20 anymore."
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