Falling through the sky…

I have two scrapes on the back of my hand from smashing it two different times on the bottom of the stair railing. As it turns out, there is a rather sharp edge on the end of the railing. They don’t look like much, but son of a mother they hurt. It should also be mentioned that I was carrying a laundry basket both times and therefore must stand by my claim: Laundry is fucking… Keep reading…Falling through the sky…