I walked into a door frame this morning. It had a mind your head sign above the door, which is frankly fuck all use without a lower sign instructing me to look up.
A table last night, hurt my hand. Still hurts today. No cool bruise to show off, disappointing
I look like I’m about to walk into the wall opposite, ffs
just walked into this thread
Grocery shopping, had to reach for celery, bumped into the cucumbers and it was a disaster.
I’m always walking into things, so often that I don’t register that it’s happened then wonder why I’m covered in small bruises all the time.
Last thing I remember walking into was a parcel that my boyfriend had put in a place where one of us was obviously going to trip over it, yesterday, but there have probably been half a dozen forgotten walking into things incidents since then
Corner of a bench last friday, knees still a bit sore
Walked into the spare room door that is usually open that was closed and it was dark and I did it about six weeks ago
Kitchen cupboard door you’d left open, earlier this week
Remember the next day when you left the cupboard open and I stopped myself just as I was about to twark my face into it and we looked at each other and both yelled, SAFETY MOMENT!? Good times.
Is that what it’s called