Sciatica

At the base of my spine, where my tail would begin were I a primate. Just above the buttocks, lies a great source of pain and discomfort. Stabbing down the right hip, like hot foil between two vertebrae continuing into the fibrous muscles and tightened tendons.

The pain seeps into the left hip, ever overshadowed by the intensity of that on the right.

My perception cannot make it out to be muscular, nervous, perhaps even skeletal. If it were only a psychological illusion.

Alas it is overwhelmingly real to my existence.

But it is what cements me into the reality of this existence. And the privilege of sensation is something I am supremely grateful for, thus, complaining feels unnecessarily selfish.