divine angst

Last night at rehearsal, I was walking down a row of seats (instead of using the cross-aisle) and I whacked my leg on a seat arm. The arms on the seats in the auditorium are small and hard, with hard edges. And within three minutes, I had a big purple bruise.

Today, it’s making it hard for me to walk up stairs, because the bruise is right on the quad muscle. I can’t cross my left leg over my right because when I do, my leg crosses right over the bruise. I can tell that, in a few days, this bruise is going to be one of those really remarkable ones, multicolored and puffy.