ORTHO

 A man tripped over a Heineken bottle while getting off the W train–he recovered, didn’t even fall and just walked up the stairs without thinking twice about it; he should’ve thought twice. I think about every step since working in orthopedics. Life changes faster than we do, we’re creatures of reminiscing. A fractured ankle is 6 months before you feel like someone, not even yourself, just a person worth looking at. I’ve slowed down in the city that never stops. Health makes you reflect, the lack thereof at least, because we’re reminiscing creatures. Never learning from possibilities. A man chooses not to hold a pole on the Q, how many times will he stumble before he falls? He took hold after the 3rd, nearly tumbling on girls, reeking of embarrassment.