Headbutted by a skinhead on my way home from school. I couldn’t see straight afterwards and had to be walked home by a friend…
A biker once hit my across the head with a pool.cue rest. It was weird as I didn’t see anything happen but everything slowed right down (fight or flight is useless when you can’t see the threat), I noticed a guy I knew start to react and then I went blind. Someone sitting with me says the blood fountained out of my head then lost pressure and ran into my eyes. I was alright after I got cleaned up, although someone did walk me home to make sure I didn’t die up an alley or something . When they renovated the pub I was tempted to ask.if I could have the floorboards stained with my blood but I decided not to.
Do you regret not asking? If those floorboards were still in usable shape somewhere in a shed would you want them now? It’s been 15 years and I still regret leaving a completely innocuous but immensely personal random ass piece of pipe somewhere that my grandmother could accidentally scrap it. I would absolutely have carried that piece of garbage with me all these years. I have so many memories from the little time we had, who knows what we could have accomplished together.
Headbutted by a skinhead on my way home from school. I couldn’t see straight afterwards and had to be walked home by a friend…
A biker once hit my across the head with a pool.cue rest. It was weird as I didn’t see anything happen but everything slowed right down (fight or flight is useless when you can’t see the threat), I noticed a guy I knew start to react and then I went blind. Someone sitting with me says the blood fountained out of my head then lost pressure and ran into my eyes. I was alright after I got cleaned up, although someone did walk me home to make sure I didn’t die up an alley or something . When they renovated the pub I was tempted to ask.if I could have the floorboards stained with my blood but I decided not to.
Do you regret not asking? If those floorboards were still in usable shape somewhere in a shed would you want them now? It’s been 15 years and I still regret leaving a completely innocuous but immensely personal random ass piece of pipe somewhere that my grandmother could accidentally scrap it. I would absolutely have carried that piece of garbage with me all these years. I have so many memories from the little time we had, who knows what we could have accomplished together.