Starting out the new year right, had
a fall coming up the stairs at o' dark
thirty this early morn. I've always
been a tad clumsy, hence I fall from
time to time. Only once in my life,
have I tripped after a few brewskies.
Okay twice, but that's all I'm
admitting to!
I remember this one time at uni, I
was going up the steps to class and
I slipped and fell. No biggie! I just
picked up my books and soldiered on.
Then I fell again, and again I picked
up my books and got on with it. Alas,
yet once again . . . and again . . . a
total of four times. All of a sudden,
two men each grabbed me by my
arms and walked me up the rest of
the way, handed me my books and
left. Didn't know them, they never
said a word . . . WOW!
I've never paid particular attention
to these fallings. And, I do suffer
Petite Mal seizures. Who knows,
may be a connection there. I do
get that now that I'm 71, I'd do
well to lose these damn falls. 'Tis
going to be the death of me.
am falling for you
falling in love state of bliss
falls falling falling
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