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Learning to Fall: walk about.
The sun shines in a different way once you've been knocked down and had to come back from bein' sick. The people we hear about on TV that come back from a dozen broken bones or from bein' covered in third degree burns are different from the rest of us, I am now sure of that.
They have gone inside their own heads and come out with a new way to live, a new way to understand living, because they have hurt in ways we don't know about. My little brush with bein' hurt sucked, but it wasn't enough to make me think about dyin'. It was just enough to understand that it could one day happen if I wasn't careful.
I look at every thing differently now. Bored as I've been, even the way our windows look, the streaks in them--their frames and the sills--all of it is new and something to consider. Thinkin' like that wasn't ever anything for me, before, that is. Before bein' in a coma and sittin' up in a hospital bed on pain killers watchin' game shows I never thought about anything but baseball and maybe goin' fishin' or hangin' out at the pool. Now it's different somehow. I don't know what it is, but it's different.
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