On today's walk, I almost lost my glasses again. It happened when Sam warned me that there were people up ahead, coming in our direction. I slid my mask on but then realized that after I did, my glasses were no longer sitting on top of my head. I tapped my shirt pocket - nothing. They weren't there either.
"Oh no," I said. Sam asked what was wrong and I told him. He just groaned.
We paced back and forth, a few steps in either direction, searching along the weeds at the edge of the path. After a few minutes of looking, I suddenly realized... I was still wearing them.
I blame Sam for not noticing I had them on the entire time.
1 comment:
this is really the best.
Also, sigh, this photo of SAM is incredible
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