Fuck

Today was the third time that I hit my head on my round. This time it was while I was running down some stairs and there was a low beam in the ceiling over the last step. So, I hit my head, fell over, knocked my glasses of so that they went flying. I finally ended up laying on my back for a couple of minutes watching the sweat run down my up-stretched arms. If you wonder if Mattias screams if there is no one there to listen to the scream, then the answer is yes.