18. Hot
and Cold
At the end of the day I went to the gym. Replacing my underwear with my first item of gym wear reminded me, in the most personal way, that leaving my gym bag in a freezing car was a bad idea.
When I got home, I made chicken nuggets in the microwave. The timer went off. I popped one in my mouth and remembered: steaming food straight from the oven or microwave burns.
At the end of the day I went to the gym. Replacing my underwear with my first item of gym wear reminded me, in the most personal way, that leaving my gym bag in a freezing car was a bad idea.
When I got home, I made chicken nuggets in the microwave. The timer went off. I popped one in my mouth and remembered: steaming food straight from the oven or microwave burns.
“When will you learn?” I asked myself out loud. I thought about the lessons I had learned in
time, and all the people I knew who suffered because they hadn’t. People in
jail, people married to idiots, and people infected, maimed, or even dying. People who had died. I drank a cold glass of milk, feeling
grateful.
Today I’ll be grateful if I’m not hurt too
badly by lessons I learn slowly.
Needles Not For Knitting is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the
characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.
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