On a Sidewalk in Seattle

I was on a business trip in Seattle and I had had a couple of beers.

I was in the university district, walking down the street and staring at my phone; a text message from a friend.

I kicked a crack in the sidewalk and went down on the pavement, phone crashing into pieces.

Students were all around me, asking if I was okay, if I needed help. 

I felt so embarrassed as I fumbled for the pieces of my phone, trying to put it back together, hands and knees on the sidewalk.

I mumbled "I'm okay," but I didn't feel okay.

I wished no one saw me.  I wished I was alone.  

All I wanted to do was lay there on the sidewalk, close my eyes, and hope it would all go away.