Words

Life is bitter and sweet; our language limits us and sets us free.

A 180 Degree Turn

I fell out of bed last night. I know that I was dreaming but what I really know is that I was jolted into consciousness in a single moment comprised of freefall and a sudden intake of breath.

I Googled this morning to see if falling out of bed is a symptom of some impending neurodegenerative disease. As usual, Googling for medical diagnoses is not really a good idea.

Also, I somehow flipped around 180 degrees. My left side is sore and bruised, but when I came to I was facing the bed. I was never this athletic as a child.