Wednesday it was SOOO windy. It was like a Category 3 storm. I may/may not be exaggerating a leeeeeeeettle bit. But that's beside the point.
I was standing outside, under a huge tree. It is a huge tree. I mean huge. I was holding a hula hoop like it could shield me from the flying debris, which of course it didn't. My eyes were closed. (See Diagram 1 below.)
My eyes were closed, so I didn't see the dead branch fall off of the big tree. It could have killed me.
But it didn't.
It hit my ARM.
(See Diagram 2 below.)
And then I was like,
(That is me saying, "I'M ALIVE! THEREFORE, I AM THE CHOSEN ONE!")