Tryna git crispy

Well today was AMAZING. We went white water rafting down the Pacuare River for like 3 hours, FUN FACT parts of Jurassic Park were filmed on this river. And you could definitely see why, it was the coolest scenery I've ever seen. The rapids didn't get any bigger than class 4, but we still managed to eject 40% of our raft at different points (not meee). I typically worry that I will be ejected from any moving object that I find myself on. For example, while going for a leisurely stroll on the sidewalk the other day, I went from tall, confident and walking strong to face down on the concrete, looking a pantless homeless man in the eye (the good eye, his other is a tad lazy due to years of progressively hard drugs; he used to be a lawyer, really) and quivering as a result of the unsubduable fear of being thrust off of the paved haven into the peeved heavens. After 5 to 6 minutes of this comfortably numb state of being, I picked myself up from my miseries, a new and redefined woman in a world of unknowns and God-given gravity, and continued walking to the nearest Vera Bradley authorized vendor.