“Ouch! Goddamn it!”
I slipped and fell this morning on a patch of ice on a really highly trafficed foot-bridge on campus. At least I didn’t tear my new pants. The best part is, within 20 seconds of my tumble, I almost slipped and fell again. Twice. I’m 23 years old. What will become of me when I’m 60? Will I ever be 60?
