Why, oh, why, oh, why-o...
Mood:  accident prone
Topic: Me
...did I ever leave Ohio? (Or WV, in this case.) Since I moved to Ireland I developed a fear of leaving the apartment on my own. Well, today Sean wanted me to go to the grocery store (like normal people do). I had the usual anxiety attack, screwed my courage to the sticking place, and got ready to go. I fell down the stairs on the way there. I'm still in pain. Grr! I really get flustered when I'm out and have to talk to strangers like the clerk. I always feel like I'm being stared out and I hate crossing the street. Double grr! I'm just glad to be home in (relatively) one piece.