I'm lucky, I suppose, that in the normal run of things, it never occurs to me that people notice either me or my doings. In my head I'm almost invisible to others.
Today the school-nurse swaned up to my tank and asked, "neil, are you OK?"
"Yes, why?"
"As you came up the stairs you looked...", here she paused and made a gesture of a sweeping nature, "so desolute".
I was thinking about something else, what worries me is that she may be half-right about me.
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I had a weird experience with a face a while ago. I was in the pub with a mate trying to tell him about someone, "you know, the guy with the face"... "with the face? What, as opposed to someone without a face"... the idiocy of it hit me. "No, seriously, you must know..." "Rupert?"... "YES!"
Rupert was a bear, and as such in my mind, had a head. A man on the other hand, has a face.
I'll shut up. I hope you are ok.
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Drunk Rosie? I hope so, I am..
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No, sober, much worse!