The clumsy & broken girls guide to life
Once on a date, a guy pulled me back as I absentmindedly walked into the path of an oncoming car exclaiming ‘how the hell have you made it this far in life?!‘ at the time I giggled a little, thanked him for his quick ‘life saving’ action & shrugged it off but now as I’m reaching my 37th year on this earth I really have to question how the heck am I still alive??
Accidents find me
It’s not that I don’t have average intelligence or that I’m not great at following directions (well I was pre-brain fog) or not average skilled at putting one foot in front of the other (although my monumental ice fall of 2013 might be an argument against that) it’s more that I’m less aware of the dangerous ‘stuff’ (the invisible ones us clumsy folk trip over) of this world, it’s more like trouble finds me.
Hello, my name is Amy & I am accident prone.
So what now?