Jun 26, 2025
Untended
The wound reminds me of its presence with that dull pain that slowly builds whilst minding my own business.
Itching around it only seems to make me flinch and prevents me from examining the wound any further.
Has it started to heal? Has it gotten worse, begun to fester?
When the time is right, I'll inspect it. But for now, I’ll let it be, for I have other distractions.
And opening the bandage again isn’t something I want to do right now, even if to apply the much needed medicine.
