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1.20.2026

pull up toward the sky
1.20.2026

Sciatica for weeks, a nerve jammed up somewhere since the blackout. Woke up at 4am when the lights came on and couldn’t go back to sleep. No idea when I went to bed. Somewhere between 5pm and midnight. I was holding the tablet up over my head to watch Bowen Yang say goodbye on SNL and the bed sagged in that place and when I stood up everything was off by a few degrees like my spine was listing. Limped my way down to the beach and it straightened up but it went all the way up the neck and made me feel twice my age. Sure I know about radial nerve damage and how a compressed or slipped cervical vertebra can make you think you’re having a heart attack or go even further down and cramp your hand or make you think you’re about to be paralyzed. Sometimes you roll up a towel and snag the bottom of the back of your skull and pull up toward the sky to put things right. Sometimes you have a semi-professional put you on the rack. Sometimes none of it works and you have to lie straight as a board like you're the subject of a seance for days or for weeks until your ligaments decide they're better together than apart. There's a metaphor in there somewhere. Let's say entropy.