the thin line between optimism and delusion…

Some girl with monster heels cleated me last night.  Or – I guess she heeled me.  Whatev.  She stomped with her heel at an ankle exactly on my right Achilles tendon on the . 

It hurts.

It looked like I had in a run in my stocking.  But I didn’t have on any stockings.  So it looked like I had a run in my leg.  A run in my epidermis.  Gross. 

Now is is mostly purple.  Except right where she stomped – which is strangely pale. 

I can’t tell you any more about it or I might start crying.  This is the strangest injury – the more time passes – the more it hurts. 

I’m such a child.