In January of 2011 I suffered a fractured patella while walking home after a night of drunken carousing. The healing process that followed would turn out to be, at least in some ways more traumatic than the event that caused it.
Fall is a collection of essays about my thoughts and experiences while I was recovering from that injury. Those reading these passages should take into mind that memory is subjective and highly influenced by the emotions involved.
This is a story about me and my feelings and perceptions, and not any of the other people who may be mentioned or otherwise implied to exist.
This is still a work in progress.