The street burst,
clicks of heels,
dashing of dress shoes,
snuffling sneakers,
and the misfortune muffles of my flip flops.
I should have known better,
it rained,
I slipped,
and it really was a disarray of minute proportion,
yet to me,
if front of all those strangers,
that would be their one impression;
a foreign blond girl in trashy sandals falling on her ass in a puddle in the busy street of Tokyo holding a McDonald’s bag…
now isn’t that a sight!
