MY ONGOING LOVE AFFAIR WITH BROKEN GLASS

last night i was standing on the sidewalk outside of the railway club and a broken window fell down from the heavens and smashed on top of my head.

the railway is a second floor bar so that broken glass fell pretty far before making contact with my little bean... i feel like i should feel lucky that my head wasn't sliced open..

should i feel lucky? is that the type of thing that could really hurt a person? i feel pretty weird today. a little wonky.

come to think of it. i have quite a few crazy stories involving me + broken glass..  one time i accidentally pushed a millionaire through a window! OOPS.

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