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I fell hard in the driveway this morning. It was just a little patch of ice, but enough to pull my legs right out from under me. I’m lucky I didn’t crack my skull or break my back.
Most of the damage was done to my ego. While staring at the sky, I played out several scenarios in which my skull did crack or my back did break and each one ended with the mailman saving my life.
How depressing is that?
If people sent texts or called and I didn’t respond, they would assume I was ignoring them. Not one person would take the drive to check on me. It might be days before anyone worried. It might be days, too, before the mailman showed up. I’ve gone paperless. He only comes to the mailbox twice a we...
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