well-deserved.

yesterday, as i was leaving work, i started running to catch the bus.

i tripped.

i fell. hard. on the freezing cold sidewalk, right on my knee and stubbing my big toe. i laid on my back for about a minute it hurt so bad and it was so cold, too!

i got myself up about a minute later and i couldn't hold back the tears. i started sobbing. like face grimaced, tears falling down face, making sounds, crying. homeless people even asked if i was ok.

i called TH. "(inaudible hiccuping and crying)" "j, what's wrong?", TH asked. it took me about 30 seconds to get any words out. "my knee hurts!!", i cried, feeling silly as the words came out. i cried and sniffled on the phone for about 5 minutes, then hung up. and cried walking down the street.

i think i was mainly releasing stress from holidays and wedding stuff. i wasn't really hurt (so i thought)...so i went to georgetown. after all that pain and crying, i needed to shop and eat a cupcake. i deserved it, don't you think?

now today my knee is one big black and blue mess! and my toe is black and blue and looks like a big ugly sausage. i keep checking on it to make sure it hasn't fallen off - so far so good.

send well wishes my way. i could use some comfort!