Falling onto a Cactus
Running for a Nerf Football, I didn’t see what I was running toward; I tripped into a thousand thorns. I thought it would be smart to roll out; don’t ask me why. I had to pull out each thorn individually. There must have been at least thirty little thorns in me. They didn’t just slide out. The thorns had some mechanism that grabbed at the skin.
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My wife dabbed my back with anti-septic and I dabbed my front and thighs. We laughed at me. I felt like such a jerk, but after it was done I felt fine. I was glad that most of the pain was done with and the wounds only irritated a little.
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Sometimes we need the shock of some crappy thing like falling into a cactus to show us how nice and wonderful life really is.
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