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A critical misjudgement of the dimensions in 3D sent massive amounts of blood pooling at the tip of the left knee. The walls never spun around faster in their existence. They also looked as if they were starting to pick a fight. After a good ten minutes of wondering where the bumblebee flies to during the waxing of its hive, the blood slowly returned to that commander of all, the brain. Unable to walk without seriously testing out the limits of pain and the joys that come from nearly shattering the left patella it felt like the right time to eat.
Earlier that hour there was a badly kept monitor keeping ground on the floor. Trying to make a pass over/across/aside the monitor would have been easy. What wasn't accounted for was the utter lack of depth perception. Instead of lifting the knee some few seconds in front and ahead it was rammed straight into the corner of the plastic shielding. Imagine the pain from cracking bone or snapping a muscle. Take that pain and step it back just a little, just before the stress corrupts the profanity-free air. That is a most wonderful feeling.
So close and yet still able to walk around with a nearly unnoticable limp. The bruise is a real shiner. The wall just moved again.
Thursday, 6 June 2002 - 05:37
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