bedframes/dining rooms

i just about broke my ankle the other night

i decided in my drippy state of mind that kicking the random cat in my yard was a brilliant concept

the wet slippery partially decomposed leaves were not the best surface for my quick movements

i missed that cat

but scared it enough that it scurried away quickly

i limped like an old man up the stairs and into the house

discarded my wet shoes at the door

my ankle was throbbing not only from twisting it violently

but also crashing into the cement step

tired and irritated i climbed into bed to sleep it off

silence was not a good compliment to the heartbeat in my lower leg

so i got up and took a vicodin

flossed my teeth

and passed out on top of my covers