So to catch up on what happened while I was ‘gone’
-slashed my ear (thank goodness didn’t need stitches or I would’ve needed major psychiatrical therapy- in addition)
-almost got a ticket (thank goodness the guy next to me was going faster)
– Almost failed my test I forgot about (thank goodness I had enough will power and got up extra early to study)
– Almost forgot my oral report- while standing in front of the class, due to a professor snapping like a pencil, because I asked if I could go next.
I am noticing a pattern.
One that seems a little hard to miss.
Close shaves at every corner. At every angle. Wherever I go.
Some days you are the fly other times you are the windshield.
Sunday I was the fly.
Today, the windshield.
I like being the windshield, waaaaay better.