a lesson from a bruise

There's a monstrous bruise on the outside of my left thigh. To be fair, it is healing and it has been healing, but god, it's not pretty and I admit I'm a little self conscious about baring it to the world in all its greenish purplish glory. But it's summer and shorts must be worn or else I will die of heat stroke. I wish I remember what I did to get it though, because I honestly cannot recall what…