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It started with a trip. No, not that kind of trip, I fell. I guess you could call it something of a tumble, since I somewhat remember rolling across the living room floor. The pain didn't really set in until I saw the small drops of blood on the carpet. It stung, butI carefully made my way to the kitchen and wiped the small pieces of glass from my arm under the faucet.
I need to make a trip to the cleaners. The band-aids I thought I carefully placed over my cuts came off as I passed out, leaving my sheets a mess. I was surprised to see my coffee table knocked over this morning, completely decorated with knocked over bottles, plus the one I fell on. I sat and ate cornflakes as I rubbed my temples, but unfortunately the mess didn't clean itself.
This is going to be a good day.
I need to make a trip to the cleaners. The band-aids I thought I carefully placed over my cuts came off as I passed out, leaving my sheets a mess. I was surprised to see my coffee table knocked over this morning, completely decorated with knocked over bottles, plus the one I fell on. I sat and ate cornflakes as I rubbed my temples, but unfortunately the mess didn't clean itself.
This is going to be a good day.