conuly

As someone who a) has never, ever broken a bone and b) spent the first ten years of their life under the impression that something as simple as falling down a flight of stairs was a guaranteed instant kill,* while also under the assumption that I was irrevocably predestined for eternal torment thereafter,..... yeah I can see a bit of sense in all this.

Meanwhile, even adjusting for my own personal crazy I'm a bit amazed that any remotely jungle-gym-like playground would have an asphalt ground. (At my old elementary school it was sand, which was awesome for building stuff after a rain... would never be able to get into that now what with the freakout over germs and possibly someone or something peeing or pooing into it during some ill-defined but relevant past)


*Yes, I frequently navigated stairs. No, I've never fallen except forwards while going up. I've got reflexes for that.