I sometimes believe strongly in reincarnation. Today was one of those days. I thought about it briefly after I fell in my car. My thought process went something like, "Did I just fall in my car? Isn't that impossible? I obviously am new to the whole having limbs thing. I must be a reincarnated slug, amoeba, or seal."
If I had been asked yesterday if it was possible to fall in a car, I would have said no. Today, I am a wiser person. It is possible and I managed to end up with feet flailing in the air and much upper body stuck under the driver's seat. There wasn't even a good reason for falling, I was just reaching for my music stand across the car.
Of course, since I am the same person who cut my finger on a maxi pad, I really need to not be surprised when I damage myself in seemingly impossible ways. I just need to work more on delivery. As I was telling the whole "falling in the car" story to Chris, I was standing in the kitchen and managed--without moving my feet at all--to stumble on nothing and almost tip over. I'm totally new to feet.
An Erinku:
screaming pink
sock
rumpled on
floor
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