Foggy Notions

a poet’s journey

Can’t Hear Myself Laughing

I met up with a teacher friend last night that I hadn’t seen for quite awhile and she asked me how I was getting along. I said, “Well, I’m getting a little more deaf, losing a little more hair, and I’m not as good looking as I used to be. But I can still think, and I haven’t lost my bad sense of humor.”

We didn’t care that the whole theater could hear us laughing.🤣

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