Just when you think things can’t get any worse, you fall flat on your face. Literally.
I was walking to Fairlane last night and tripped on Upland’s wonderfully uneven sidewalks. I was unable to keep my balance and before I knew it, I fell to the ground. I don’t remember much… I know I hit my head, breaking my glasses. I cried all the way back to Fairlane and on further inspection I found I had ripped up my left hand (it was bleeding alot), tore a hold in my jeans, scraped up both knees, and my wrists ached.
I didn’t need this, God.
On top of that, I have officially lost my voice. Also, a third hurricane is headed for Florida. I am scared to think of what else can go wrong now.