It always happens when I rush. It started with the alarm. I leaped from bed and pulled on pants and a shirt. Wearing flip flops I walked to the front door and threw it open. I spied the newspapers on the lawn and rushed down the steps. I never saw the black ice.

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Three months later I walked without crutches. Whoopee.

OR what I wish would have happened …

My feet went out from under me.  Using my incredible agility I completed a back flip and landed like a cat on my bare feet.  I picked up the newspapers and went in and had a cup of coffee.