I tripped on the curb today.
Really. What did you trip on?
I do not know. All I remember was falling.
Weird. Maybe you tripped over some rocks.
No. I would have heard them on the concrete.
How about twigs?
Even I could have seen twigs.
Okay, did you step in some mud?
My shoes are clean.
Hmm. I am out of ideas.
Maybe it was the air.
Air? You believe you tripped over air?
Well, it IS everywhere.
You find the worse in everything.
If I do not now, someone will later.
