Nick, Programmerman
Day 64 (430) - The constant struggle
It seems like I'm always putting on more lotion, always finding new ways to contort my arms to get the stuff onto the itchy spots. It's neverending, and worse in the winter. If I'm out too long, or shower with the wrong kind of soap or for too long, or wear the wrong clothes, or hang out at the wrong kind of place, I'm in for a world of hurting, usually followed by ripping open one or more of the relentlessly-itchy scabs. But I do good most days. I try.
This is just another "brutally honest" angles. This is one aspect of my body I hide fairly well -- even in this shot, I'm really hiding it. At least it stays (for the most part) off my hands and face.
Day 64 (430) - The constant struggle
It seems like I'm always putting on more lotion, always finding new ways to contort my arms to get the stuff onto the itchy spots. It's neverending, and worse in the winter. If I'm out too long, or shower with the wrong kind of soap or for too long, or wear the wrong clothes, or hang out at the wrong kind of place, I'm in for a world of hurting, usually followed by ripping open one or more of the relentlessly-itchy scabs. But I do good most days. I try.
This is just another "brutally honest" angles. This is one aspect of my body I hide fairly well -- even in this shot, I'm really hiding it. At least it stays (for the most part) off my hands and face.