I tripped over my feet when jogging last Thursday, shattering my phone screen and spraining my wrist in the process. But something happened the next afternoon to make my plight more endurable.
I’m still trembling. Thanks to everyone who looked at a draft this week and talked me through this.
You know the old Steven Wright joke, right?
Last night I went to sleep, and when I woke up, everything I owned had been stolen and replaced with an exact replica(r).