I fell from a rock and landed on a narrow shelf breaking my leg in four places. A tropical storm was threatening to wash me into a boiling sea. Throughout a long night I lost conscientiousness several times with the pain. This actually happened: the names of people and places are real; the photographs were downloaded from Google Images.
This was written at the beginning of my convalescence immediately following surgical repair required by my accident. I wanted to recall as far as possible my thoughts and actions during my time on the rocks. Such catharsis aided my recovery.
I had climbed on to a favourite rocky ledge at Unawatuna to watch the sunset almost every time I visited that beautiful Sri Lankan bay during the last two and a half years. The sunset was always a delight, always different, always glorious. Two nights ago it was th...