Something rather unusual happened just now, while I was in the shower.
I was standing on one leg trying to rub soap off the other when suddenly I just lost balance. This kicked the EMERGENCY section of my brain into action, and I did the only sensible thing.
In a flash my hands shot out. One struggled to find the wall behind me. The other reached out, and made a grab at the beam of water gushing from the showerhead.
All of a sudden, with a whoosh and a thud, time came to a momentary halt as I wondered what the hell I thought I was trying to do.
Then another whish, and the clock started ticking again. The other hand found the wall behind, but it slipped, sliding towards the door frame, and smacked against it, making the most terrific rattle under the moon.
I was back on my feet again.
On hindsight, I don't know whether I should be blaming myself or not. After all, instinct doesn't really differentiate between solid and liquid. Does it?
orchestrated by Renhao at 1:19:00 am
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