a private conversation in a public place
to have a very surreal experience.
Today, I was heading out of Barnes &
Noble when one of two women heading
in said to the other, "I know where underwear
goes, and they don't go in the refrigerator."
Once while I was visiting my mom in the
nursing home, one of the female detainees
walked past and said to herself, "I feel
like the last rose." The image that popped
in my mind almost floored me.