In case you're wondering why I was thinking about this, it's because today I went up in the woods and was walking across a bunch of fallen trees (again) and I noticed that I'm really good at it when the trees are flat on the ground. If they're off the ground though, I start wondering how injured I would get if I fell off. The odds of it being bad enough to even bother me are slim, but then I start thinking how much it would suck to have to drag my ass off the hill with a broken leg. Plus there's my whole aversion to the medical industry, and it would just be a big mess. Anyway, by the time I think about all that stuff, I'm wobbling back and forth and looking like a fool. Not that it stops me from trying.
My brain keeps trying to tell me it would be like this.
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