stairway to....

the ground. the temperature of this concrete staggers between 45 to 55 degrees. the once delightful colors of its paint had been scrubbed away by the many feet that walk upon it. and there are always times where instead of the feet, it'll be the body of a person, crushing it without actually hurting its lifeless surface. and thats how it came to be for me today. i fell off the stairs. fun stuff. i never experienced that in all my life. i was holding a snapple bottle, the new ones, unbreakable. "safety for kids" as a friend of mine says it. as i fell, i heard the bottle crash onto the floor and without any doubt, it did not break. the first thing i said when the two friends i was with asked me if i was okay was, "ah ha! look! it didnt break!" is that a normal thing? my right big toe kind of hurted afterwards, but i survived and managed the pain. it does not hurt anymore. also, when i was meeting up with a friend before class, i almost tripped on the floor. today is also the first day of may. i dont know whats going on.


i think somethings wrong with me. or not.
i shared to a friend my testimonies of how God touched me.
♥ jasmine