I’m proud to say that I lived a life more eventful than most.
Ever since I was young, following my father’s truck business around the country, I met a diverse array of people and became knowledgeable about the ways of the world.
Even if my academic background wasn’t impressive, I could confidently say that I was highly adaptable on my resume.
I was so confident in my ability to survive in any situation without batting an eye.
But getting hit by a dump truck that flew into the 10th floor of an apartment and being reincarnated into another world crossed the line.
What the heck, shit?