Apparently the Ides of March are late this year for I was betrayed by my own feet yet again. How is it that I get pitched forward into full face plant sprawl so readily? Is this a curse? Of what? Twice in six months I have done a major face plant that has pushed my specs into my head, first into my left temple and today into the space above my right eye. As one friend said, you had an altercation with a door and you had to slap it with your head. Yes, and with my glasses. Luckily the frames held up this time, but the lens blew out and cut me good enough to require a trip to emergency and the application of 'glue' to close the wound. First time I've ever been to the hospital to be 'glued' back together.

I resolve to consider Botox the next time I'm tempted to rearrange my face, as my son said, at least then you have control over what gets swollen.

The high drama is around my ever more purple eye lid and the blue egg on my forehead. No drama at all, only owwies, for the left elbow, knee and all the toes of that foot.

Okay there has to be symbolism here, curse and symbolism? Hmmm. Might as well theorize as it does as much good to numb my head as an ice pack.

Tomorrow I will wake to one open eye, seeing the world at some disadvantage, or not. Perhaps that will be fine. Is this what is meant seeing things at a 'slant'?

What does it mean when one falls into college through the front door on the way to a counselling skills course? Resigned now to wondering with only half my head....