The Daily Dose

Not too long ago, I was walking down the street pawing idly at my phone, only to look up moments before walking into a pole. I narrowly avoided it by bending myself around in a way that I was previously unaware I could do, much to the (openly exhibited) amusement of the girl walking towards me. I’d narrowly avoided physical contact with the pole, but the embarrassment was writ large across my face. ‘You’re OK,’ the girl said as a statement, not a question. I was. But it was close. In that situation, had I ploughed head-first into the pole, I…

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