I have a nemesis. An unrelenting foe that dogs my steps and makes my life miserable.
I have a longstanding feud...with gravity. Unfortunately, I am almost always on the losing end. I even have the scars to prove it.
There's the scar on my nose & hairline from losing a battle when I was around 6 or so. Numerous ones on my knees. A particularly spectacular one on my right forearm when I was in my early teens.
Gravity has a nasty habit of sneaking up on me when I least expect it. I can be walking along a nice, perfectly flat surface, and BOOM, trip. So either gravity is jumping up and tripping me, or I'm stumbling over the Silence.
Somehow, I doubt I'm going to get any points on the scoreboard in the battle against gravity anytime soon.
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