They say heartbreak is good for the skin, but all it has helped is my drinking
Last night, after wearing out my body through dancing to PJ Harvey and drinking too many glasses of red wine I completely trashed it by making the decision to bike home from the Drive. I'm not quite sure how I continued to bike home after my wipeout because today my body is a mangled mess. My arm looks like a snake that just swallowed a mouse, with my wrist being twice it's normal size and my thigh is black. I lost my bike lock in the crash- I'm just really grateful I didn't lose a limb.
Still - -- the night was hyper fun, so the bruises are just a reminder of good times- and to buy a bike light.