I fell down the stairs yesterday. You know how people "power walk"? Well, I do a mean power fall. Remember the cream pie guy on Sesame street? Always there at the end of whatever number being taught to fall spectacularly with his tray of cream pies. Well, that was me yesterday on the stairs. I was carrying a snow shovel which I also somehow fell on and sliced open my arm. It took my breath away. This occurred as I was heading out to shovel the walkway in front of our building. There were no witnesses (thank gawd). After collecting myself and figuring out how to breathe again, I sat there a few minutes and realized I was not seriously injured.
I stood up and went out the door to shovel the snow and "screeeeeeeeeech...crash" , a major collision occurred on the street right in front of me. Both drivers were okay but their cars? Totalled. And as I shoveled the snow I thought about energy and coincidence. (Was there some energy in the air conspiring against us? Don't be ridiculous, coincidence, that's all. But some say there is no such thing as coincidence. Oh c'mon superstitiousness is silly. Maybe it was a sign? Okay, but what would the sign be telling? Etc.)
So, energy or coincidence?