In for a penny

Packing today has been made hard because my hands are on fire I can barely use them.
It is something to think about.

Phone ringsringsrings.
A system failure.

System wide failure.

Some man was singing in his backyard this morning while Jesus found somewhere to pee.
It is hard to think when your hands are burning. I have a feeling that the fire is out of control and will-spread.

I am going to cut them off.