Almost Out.

The day outside is so ridiculously nice, and ridiculous is just the word, that I decide to go for a little rush hour bike ride. I'm making a mental music playlist as I'm changing my clothes. I begin to step out of one leg of my pants when my foot misses the clearance and in slow motion I fall irretractably to my left and bang my head on the end of my closet wall. It is a hard, hard hit and I can feel myself start to go down. Halfway to floor I snap back to full consciousness and avoid an all out knockout. Wall: 1, Zac: 0