A bandaid on the doorjamb, stuck up like five-and-a-half feet off the ground.
. . .
(A few days earlier than that, I had had a bandaid on and it was coming off in the shower, so I ripped it off and flung it over the top of the shower curtain and in the general direction of the wastebasket, which sits just to the right of the base of the doorjamb. As best as I can figure, the bandaid must have somehow fallen and flung itself against the side of the wood, and never made it quite towards the wastebasket.)
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