The Answer to: Taboo

It's over.

It hurts.

I fell.

Not into grass.

Not into a big ball of cotton.

Into concrete.

And it hurts.

Bad.

The least expected happened.

I don't understand why.

But it's better this way.

In the words of Fergie...

"I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket, but I've got to get a move on with my life. It's time to be a big [boy] now, and big [boys] don't cry."

...I'm not gonna cry.