Today I fell down walking to the mailbox. I was wearing clogs but I wear clogs all the time. And I'm not very clumsy although I certainly feel clumsy now. I was walking along and not paying attention to where I was walking or what was in front of me, walking down the driveway and watching a neighbor walk her dog and the next instant I was face down in the driveway and my letters were scattered all over the ground.
I jumped right up and my left knee was smarting pretty good and the palms of my hands were scratched up but mostly because I didn't want that neighbor to look over and think what a lousy klutz I was. And also because my skirt was up around my shoulders and that is not a good look for me.
I limped carefully back up the driveway after getting mad enough to cry but not letting myself and came in the house and put in my notice. Sometimes you need perspective in life and I felt like that fall was the perspective I needed.