fortytwo

This morning when I stepped out of bed, I fell flat on my face. Not because my legs were still asleep. But when I stood up, instead of having the blood travel upwards with me, it decided to stay in it's same space. This posed the problem of having no blood in my head and not having eaten since breakfast the previous day caused several more problems, one being hunger, two being very little nutrients in my system, three nothing in my stomach, and four did I mention hunger? Oh, nevermind then. On standing and realizing all of this only microseconds before all I could see was white, and experiencing quite a large migraine like headache and thinking as I fall face first into the parquet flooring "I wonder if this was caused by a butterfly flapping it's wings in China?" White light. More white light. Blurried Vision. Small headache. Hungry. Wet. Wet? Yes when my eyes finally regained focus I realized that my face was in a pool (not a big pool, but a marginally sized pool none the less) of my own blood. Most of it was on my face. Two nose bleeds in one week. Not a good sign. Having said that. I cleaned myself and my place up, and then thought about the Butterfly in China that caused me to fall over. I think that the butterfly was some rather large mutant Monarch butterfly with three heads and five wings. I guess if a butterfly can cause me to smash my face off the ground, I wonder what the outcome would be if a larger animal like an Albatross flapped its wings? Hmm...