All This and Cataracts, Too
Sometimes I kid myself:
I’m young, sexy, skinny, and brilliant.
Yes, I kid myself.
In reality, I’m old, dumpy, chunky, and bland.
And now I’m told I have cataracts. Yes, they’re “baby cataracts,” and shouldn’t be an issue for a number of years, but dammit all to hell; I have cataracts.
I see trouble on the horizon. Wait! I can’t see the horizon!
©2017 by Leslie Noyes