So was walking to the station from work like an hour ago and I was completely zoned out. All of a sudden I think, "Why are my feet in the air? This probably isn't a good thing." and I come crashing down on the ice. Luckily my back pack is kinda thick from my uniform/aprons/book/candy stash being in there so between that and my hand I was propped up enough to keep my head from hitting the ground. Then I started sliding towards the road thinking "Oh excellent" since it was kinda slanted but I stopped so that's not very interesting. My middle and ring finger managed to pick up like 9 little cuts that bleed much more than their size should have allowed, I was just kinda looking at them all "The *** is this".
But yeah that gave me some lulz this morning and made me realize I probably need more sleep given my thought process through that.
At least it was just one of those things that happened because you zoned out, rather than because you were thinking too hard about what you were doing.
I have started walking down stairs and got to thinking about what my legs were doing. I was forced to stop halfway because I couldn't figure out how to bend them the right way to make it work. (I guess it's kind of like how you're unaware that you're breathing steadily until you think about it, then you screw up the whole pattern.)