There are so many great diaries and diarists on DailyKos, who put things so much more articulately and succinctly than I. I finally registered not long ago so I could comment, but have read for years. Now that I have the option to write a diary, I had no idea what to write about. The things I am passionate about are covered so much better by others, and I work two jobs/seven days a week and I hardly have time in addition to the other things I fill my little free time with (admittedly I hit up DailyKos during my M-F job because there is very little work to do, I just have to be here for whenever it does show up because it's always urgent). But then something happened at my weekend job this past Sunday, and now I think I know what I want to write about.
It started with a box.
A crate, really. You know, those hard plastic things with the lids that overlap across the top with teeth to hold them shut. They're often used to ship stuff but are also great for storage because they are sturdy and stack well. This thing (except the one I got to know very personally is black).
We met each other suddenly, when this crate, full of about forty pounds of stuff, fell from about thirteen feet up (maybe higher? I don't know) to land squarely on top of my head and knock me to the floor. It still kinda hurts thinking about it.