I spent three months living in a recliner. And no

I spent three months living in a recliner. And now, surgery has given me back the last five years. I find it difficult to keep my a** in a chair long enough to post. And I have certainly taken the time to reasess what bothers me and why. I find that social cancer need not infest my awareness. I sleep better. The war on common sense was lost long ago and it's victims now control the dialog. Let them scream into an empty room. in the mean time, I have a life to live.