I Keep on Falling

You know, when you're a kid, falling is a normal thing. You run, you fall. You jump, you fall. You walk, you fall. You sleep, you fall (out of bed). The older you get though, the less you want to fall. The body just can't tolerate the "falling" like it did when you were a kid.

Little kids for instance, they would just fall on purpose! They'd run full speed ahead and BAM on the ground they'd go. They'd stand up laugh and off running again.

My friend once fell in front of me. It wasn't as graceful and playful as the little kids I see. He was walking down some steps. It was brutal, his legs go flying out from under him, his arms go stiff and when he finally hits the ground a noise like I have never heard came busting out of his mouth and he slides. He slides a good two metres. He laid there for twenty seconds or more. I thought he was dead. See if he was a kid he'd spring back up and off he'd go. This time nothing, not even blinking an eye.

When you see someone fall you hope they are not hurt, and then again you hope you can keep from laughing. Well at least I do. I seen a lady at the ball field fall once. She was walking to the bathroom hit a Pepsi machine with her shoulder and she went down like a Tyson had just thrown a punch to her face. WTF? I was like "are you OK?" she stood up dusted herself off, laughed and continued walking. No one is free from the spills of life.