doorway raze three times today i've misjudged the width of a cased opening, too wrapped up in my own thoughts to pay attention to where i'm going, and i've smacked right into what i thought i was walking through. the pain was gone in seconds. a few red marks remain. i wait to see if they mature into bruises, or if those small smears of skin are only as embarrassed as the rest of me was at the moment of impact. 220806 what's it to you? who go blather from