All I can say is that we won’t be allowed back in that bar for a while!
Oh, and I have cracked ribs. Fun.
Life happens quick ‘round these parts. We get caught up in the rollercoaster ride and never have a chance to catch our breath before the next fall. It’s how I lost fifteen years so fast. It still seems like one rapid dip into Hell, and one doesn’t throw their arms up on this ride; it may result in the loss of limbs, or concussions, for that matter.