Some times taking a fall can be a good thing. It checks your speed when you're going too fast or spinning out of control or reaching to far and fast like Icarus.
That's what happened to me today. I have so much to do that every moment of my August is scheduled. Between my solo show in October and book chapter I have been asked to write (also due in Oct) I am slightly crazed and not getting enough sleep. This is all in a good way though. All things I want to be doing! But this morning I overslept for my doctor's appointment and when I arrived realized I had to move my car because of street cleaning. By the time I re-parked I was 1/4 mile away and already late. Not focussed on where I was going the sidewalk, which on this stretch of road resembles the Appalachian Trail for its undulating peaks and valleys, grabbed the tip of my sandal and sand me flying hands first onto the pavement which sandpapered the palms of my hands,
ripped a hole in my pants and my knee and my ankle, and did something awkward to my right arm.
By the time I was finished with my appointment I could not move my right elbow to do much of anything because it had begun to swell up. I spent much of the day with it in an improvised sling and popped several Advil. By afternoon I was doing pretty much all I had to do with a few twinges here and there. Tonight the Ace bandage and an ice pack are going to be my new best friend.
But the reality is things could have been so much worse. At my age I could have broken something.
It forced me to slow down and watch my feet, not drive so fast - use the mantra: "Whenever I get there is going to be okay." And really what I remember of the fall is that on the way back to the doctor's office despite my bleeding knee and limp arm was a stand of twelve foot sunflowers growing
in a trash can by the road. It reminded me that we are in the heart of summer still when the sun is at its height and the harvest of flowers is ever present. Another month and winter will already be calling. August is so lovely and bittersweet.
I call that a fall into grace. I think our president is on the verge of a fall into disgrace. I'll wager he's not likely to notice the sunflowers
ripped a hole in my pants and my knee and my ankle, and did something awkward to my right arm.
By the time I was finished with my appointment I could not move my right elbow to do much of anything because it had begun to swell up. I spent much of the day with it in an improvised sling and popped several Advil. By afternoon I was doing pretty much all I had to do with a few twinges here and there. Tonight the Ace bandage and an ice pack are going to be my new best friend.
But the reality is things could have been so much worse. At my age I could have broken something.
It forced me to slow down and watch my feet, not drive so fast - use the mantra: "Whenever I get there is going to be okay." And really what I remember of the fall is that on the way back to the doctor's office despite my bleeding knee and limp arm was a stand of twelve foot sunflowers growing
in a trash can by the road. It reminded me that we are in the heart of summer still when the sun is at its height and the harvest of flowers is ever present. Another month and winter will already be calling. August is so lovely and bittersweet.
I call that a fall into grace. I think our president is on the verge of a fall into disgrace. I'll wager he's not likely to notice the sunflowers
Yikes, take care of yourself Mia!! Btw, this post will show Steve's name cause I am not a google/gmail person, but it's me Janny!! xoxo
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