"nothing serious for us to really worry about..."

air expelled from lungs, tight with trepidation, in one fluid exhale. simple words uttered and my life was rescued from the desolation of fear and loathing. suddenly, the cold stones in my gut dissolved. suddenly i didn't mind the uncomfortable sensation of leather sticking to the bare flesh on my back. it was nothing serious... well, nothing fatally serious anyway. thank You God. time and time again You've pulled me out of harm's way.