stethoscope
i'm getting over a really nasty cold i picked up in yosemite. being ill does strange things to me. sometimes i have zero energy. sometimes i have a plethora of nervous energy i just have to work off. at 6:30 sunday morning. sigh. so i went for a walk. the world was pretty quiet. and empty. except for some neighbor dude working on his car stereo. or stealing someone else's. heh. just realized that. good time for it. brains don't work well in a fever induced fog. anywho, as i was walking along i found noticed a stethoscope lying neatly beside the sidewalk. i wondered how someone loses a such a thing. was there a 911 call here? or maybe it didn't work and had become a child's plaything. anywho, my cold got a lot more painful and much harder to breathe. it reminded me of when i had pneumonia to start 8th grade. i even made the beautiful and talented alisa listen to my chest. she couldn't hear any rattling sounds. i thought briefly that maybe i should have picked up that stethoscope. nah. i'd have missed her head pressed up against my naked chest. and her long soft hair flowing against my bare almost ticklish skin.