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Negatively, Fourth Street
Going face-first onto the sidewalk in The Village
Here’s one to remember: after skinning your knee badly don’t think that having a shower when you get home is sufficient. Disinfect. I didn’t and am on a 7-day cycle of antibiotics after developing a skin infection. Word to the wise and all that. Updated 6/26/22
This strange thing used to happen to me more often than I like to admit. I’d be there on a bar stool having just missed my shot on the pool table, just sitting there minding my own business and not hurting anyone, not starting any kind of shit (usually), when BAM! The floor would slam up against the side of my head.
I never had any sensation of falling. My first reaction was fury at that fucking floor for doing that again.
Well, last night as I was walking along West Fourth Street in the Village I did not have that experience. The moment my toe hit the raised bit in the sidewalk in front of the Washington Square Methodist Church time slowed down and I experienced every stretched-out second of going face-first into the pavement. That last moment of impact, though, that happened fast.
And there I was laying on my face wondering what the damage was.
Doing a quick inventory while my poor badly shaken-up partner, AleXander, was asking if I…
