As my foot hit my backpack I left in my room, I remember time very carefully, very slowly begin to slow.
You’re tripping. You’re tripping, Rocky. Oh my gammit, what do you do? Oh my gammit, my cousin is right – we’re bringing back the “gammit”, I think to myself as I VERY slowly realized I’m falling.
Calm down. Think. Think – what are you always told to do when you fall or trip?
At this thought, I quickly land on my foot and did a small twirl.
Fall with grace or land with dignity.
I don’t move as time catches up to me.
Did I just think that? FALL WITH GRACE OR LAND WITH DIGNITY – when has this ever gone into my mind?