Today I learned that we should all be thankful for our ribcages. We’re walking, they’re working. We’re eating, they’re working. We’re sleeping, they’re working. Apparently, mine got tired of all this relentless exertion and decided to boycott by doing a half-assed job and sending pain through my chest.
In case you’re reading this, ribcage, I appreciate you. You can go back to tirelessly supporting my respiratory system now.