The thrill of normalcy

            I unloaded a mountain of garbage at the dump Thursday morning. Later I had an eye exam - chatted with the receptionist and the doc, picked out new frames. Then I went to Sam’s Club in search of toilet paper (TONS!). I’m not a shopping maven, but this felt so deliciously normal, other than the masks and the line to get in. I was with people; I browsed books, bought onesies for Fiona, a new shirt for Jonathan, leather gardening gloves for me, new bedsheets, mulch. Amazing!
            My elation was so great that even when a woman rammed her cart into my Achilles (“oh my God! I’m so sorry!), I waved cheerfully, “I’m okay! Totally fine!” and limped away.  I’m interacting with strangers! Life is good!
 
My 60th year in 60,000 words
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