Today I fell down. I fall a lot - as anyone who has spent minute amounts of time with me know. My tumble this afternoon took place on Burnside in Portland. I was walking past a rescue mission with a friend...ironically we were talking about my weak ankles as I looked up to see a man inside the shelter lobby wave to me. I waved back and carried on about the ankles. Then as we proceeded past a row of homeless people sitting along the wall I slipped on a banana peel. Immediately one of the homeless men rushed to my aid. I was startled and embarresed. Talking about my frequent falls only to fall during my lament about...frequent falling. All of this in a pair of no-slip clogs. Screw it...I favor caution when choosing my footwear, but I'm just going to fall anyway...might as well do it in sexy shoes.
Thank you to that man who helped me when I fell down today...you never know who is going to come to your rescue.
