I am truly suprised by myself ..

That night I was a void; empty and much nothingness.

The next morning I was cold, deep frozen.

This morning the thawing has begun already, and the ice seems to be melting at a faster rate than I thought it would.

It would seem that I am walking, unaided and with no limp.

Is this because the fall was shorter than I had believed it might be (you know how distances can look deceiving ... how a jump looks further from up there than from down here)?

Is it because I had a safety net? (ie Having anticpated the fall as a real possibility I was not caught unprepared)?

Or is it that I have simply wiped it from memory. Doesn't feel like it.

Or maybe I have learned (somehow, somewhere, sometime) how to roll on landing.

I'm not sure, but it is good and I'll take that as it is.