Walking to the bus this morning through the gleaming air. Scuffing through the fallen leaves. Wearing a sweater and a skirt … a lovely fall morning.<\/p>\n
Oops, there’s my bus! Let me run the 5 steps to get to it!<\/p>\n
I only got two steps before disaster struck, and I fell. Let me make it clear: I fell on NOTHING. I fell on a crack in the atmosphere. I didn’t just trip. I WIPED OUT. I basically flew through the air. (I finally “flew up”<\/a>!!) My bag went flying and its contents: my gym clothes, my sneakers, my script, my keys, my makeup … spilled out into the street. But mainly – I<\/b> went flying. I flew through the air towards the bus. Worse: I made a horrible yowling scream, mid-air. Then, in full view of an entire road full of traffic, other people waiting for the bus, and the people ON the bus … I landed on the street, in a hodge podge of arms and legs … my belongings now scattered nearly to Secaucus …<\/p>\n Of course I tried to break my fall with the palms of my hands so I now have full-on stigmata.<\/p>\n My hosiery is now torn and bloodied, and my knees look too awful to mention.<\/p>\n I’m just glad I didn’t land on my feckin’ FACE. Good God. Just thinking about it makes me shiver.<\/p>\n Happy birthday, Meredith!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Walking to the bus this morning through the gleaming air. Scuffing through the fallen leaves. Wearing a sweater and a skirt … a lovely fall morning. Oops, there’s my bus! Let me run the 5 steps to get to it! … Continue reading