The best way to start your day is not head first down the stairs.
I have a reoccurring dream that I fall down the stairs and knock out all of my teeth (teeth figure prominently in my anxiety dreams - dissolving teeth, loose teeth, missing teeth), but this experience was more about clocking my head, twisting my ankle quite badly, and going splat all over the landing in a most ungraceful fashion. My first thought (after uttering a string of expletives) was, "Thank God no one witnessed that."
I have the distinct feeling that if I ever got into any real trouble, I'd be too embarrassed/Anglo-Saxon to seek help. "It was just a little accident, nothing to worry about," I'd say. "I'll just pop the eye back in, please carry on - seriously, it's nothing. Just a little brain matter."
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