Tuesday, July 26, 2016

And My Bald Head

I hobble to the grocery store singing a song to myself, but stop when a woman walks by the other way checking me out with a dubious look on her face.

Another man makes eye contact, looks frightened for a moment, and looks away quickly, and I start to think I might not be imagining things.

Then I remember what shirt I'm wearing and it starts to make sense.

Later, I tell Katie, "I think I might have overdone it with the philosophical thing today, especially with the tubes hanging out of my leg."

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