I pulled the towel from my wet hair as the commentator spoke: “Another nation is in disturbance today.” Ho murmur, here we go once more. Presently, where are my night wear? As I ventured past the TV, her words rang out: “Tanks have entered Bangkok in a revealed overthrow endeavor.”
You know those minutes in life when the space-time continuum twists around you? Everything freezes, yet your brain forms more than 3,000,000 irregular musings. That is the place I stood. At exactly that point did I start to see my foot held up somewhere down in my mouth. In the .25 seconds it made to take one stride in reverse and wrench my head to one side, I had all the accompanying musings.