The other day in may haste I was getting into my car, and I bumped the side of my head. It hurt. And sure enough a slight sense on unease set in. The residual from my TBI set in. I wonder, how sensitive am I? Will I come down later with some degenerative brain disease?
And while pursing my old Bloggs, I realized I haven’t heard the alley cat for awhile. I wonder too, did she move on, did someone take her in, or more like, did she die or be killed by some asshole who disliked her wanton, pre-dawn meows for affection?
The alley cat is missing and my residual vertigo makes an appearance. Ugh!