this morning #2052.

this morning, the swelling in my hip had gone down a little bit since last night but it still felt awkward to walk. doozy of a bruise. not painful, per se, but it put me just enough off-kilter that i had to keep a hand on the wall as i crept my way down the hall to the kitchen. stupid black ice. if i was a more malicious man, i’d sue the owners of that laundromat. i’d win too. i know the law. pain & suffering. that’d teach them to not clear the walk in front of their business after a storm. they likely don’t have money anyhow or, if they do, it’s in the form of cash stashed away where the courts can’t find it. not worth the trouble. this hip will heal up soon enough. if it doesn’t, i’ll just limp down there & smash all their windows with a bat.