Broken Glass

Some new experiences are wonderful. Then there's the other kind. You know. The kind of new experience you really don't need to have in your lifetime. Friday night was one of those. Don't know what the instigators were thinking when they heaved the milk crate at my second floor window at one in the morning, but they certainly got my attention. I was up and reading a book on the sofa. Fortunately my curtains were closed so the glass didn't get very far. My landlord is great, it was fixed the next day.

Broken Window

For obvious reasons I'm humming the Eurythmis Walking On Broken Glass. I only wish this had something to do with love!

3 comments

Colleen wrote 14 years 10 weeks ago

You seem so calm about it

You seem so calm about it all. If that happend to me, I'm sure I'd have jumped out of my skin!

dale wrote 14 years 10 weeks ago

The advantage of writing

The advantage of writing about it on a Monday instead of when it happened! It actually didn't sound like my window at first. I thought it was the window of a car parked in front of the building.

Marina wrote 14 years 10 weeks ago

Oh sweet god. It looks so

Oh sweet god. It looks so much worse than it sounded when we talked! WOW

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