A rough tumble...
I took a brutal spill today. Running out the door so as not to be late to pick up Andrew for our trip to La bibliotech, I tripped. I fell down the whole flight of stairs. My elbow slammed into the wall and then the stairs and then I went down the rest of the way on my back.
I told the guy checking my books out at the library. He said that he once fell down the subway stairs and broke his knee. I just got the wind knocked out of me and some bruises- oh and my coffee spilled all over the wall and me.
But, I decided I should revive myself through extra kindness. We saw a movie- Children of Men. This wasn't exactly revitalizing, but interesting and intense.
Then I got a peanut butter milkshake at The Brown Bag, a new place next to my house that specializes in organic peanut butter and banana sandwiches, meatball subs, and shakes. YUM.
Falling made me feel both like a 5 year old and a 55 year old at once- an eerie feeling that I can't really describe.
Anyhow, I also thought of mike and how he annually posts about falling in the winter.
I told the guy checking my books out at the library. He said that he once fell down the subway stairs and broke his knee. I just got the wind knocked out of me and some bruises- oh and my coffee spilled all over the wall and me.
But, I decided I should revive myself through extra kindness. We saw a movie- Children of Men. This wasn't exactly revitalizing, but interesting and intense.
Then I got a peanut butter milkshake at The Brown Bag, a new place next to my house that specializes in organic peanut butter and banana sandwiches, meatball subs, and shakes. YUM.
Falling made me feel both like a 5 year old and a 55 year old at once- an eerie feeling that I can't really describe.
Anyhow, I also thought of mike and how he annually posts about falling in the winter.