Hello Pavement....

So I woke up late. I guess I slept through my alarm or something. I rushed around and left with just barely enough time to catch my bus. I was kinda doing a sort of run/speed walk down the street and my thoughts were as follows:

It sure is cold. Didn't even see that person until they shut the car door, man they were quiet. In some ways it is kind of nice out here when it is quiet and dark and OhShit!ThisIsGoingToHurt!IAmGoingToMissMyBus!IHopeIDon'tBreakAnyBones! 

WHAM!!! 

I really would like to just lie here for a bit. But I can't miss my bus.

I rather painfully scrambled up, picked up my lunch bag and stuffed the things that had spilled out back inside. I managed to do a hobble/run and made it to the stop with enough time to survey the damage. My knees both really stung and one had some scrapes (luckily my pants were intact. On the bus ride from Seattle to Southcenter I had to pull my pant leg off my knee every few minutes because it kept trying to stick in the wound. Yes that hurt. Over the course of the work day my knees got stiffer and stiffer and by the time I got home my right knee had developed a pretty amazing bruise. Still hurts to bend my knee but I can tell it is felling better. Ouch. Not really interested in repeating this experience anytime soon, nor can I recommend it to anyone else.