A River Of Stones: Stone Number Twenty-Seven

My upper back aches. Here. Right between the shoulder-blades. Why could that be? I move my head to the left. Click. To the right. Click. I wonder if sitting at the kitchen table typing on the laptop is doing me any favours? When I close my eyes, I see myself in plough pose. Arms stretched, reaching above my head along the floor. Toes touching the floor above my head. Maybe this is what my guides are telling me I need to do in order to release the many little knots that reside in my muscles.