Sometimes I limp because I can not walk. The effort is beyond me. IT is not even effort it is a mechanical structure that is not allowing the action to take place. The sheets of glass roll by and my face splits. I was sure I was taller then this. Maybe it’s the weather, maybe I shrunk in my sleep. Slept funny and awkward. That would not surprise me. Why should I feel any different when I sleep then when I am awake.