Blinded by smoke machine and a row of bright floor lights, I stepped off a stage. I could have sworn there was floor there.
DAY ONE. It tingled for like three hours. I was all, Whatever, I don't need to ice it, and kept on working. Then suddenly, deep bone ache with every step.
It swelled to the size of a small mango. I mean, you could see the bulge in my jeans. I should have taken a profile shot.
Here we see a more expressive palette emerging.