The Mystery of Her

 

When it is cold like this, I don’t use the handle, instead I wrap both hands around the mug, enjoying the warmth of the coffee.  It feels good, even though that tends to cool the coffee faster.  

It obviously influences the subject matter of this blog.   But enough about me, let’s talk about you for a minute.  I picture you somewhere tropical, maybe a Hawaiian shirt, sipping some exotic coconut drink, with flowers sticking out of it.  Shorts and flip-flops, not at all far from the beach.

But I don’t see you as a surfer.  No, a surfer wouldn’t be bothered reading some dude’s blog.  I see you more as someone in their late thirties.  When you do go to work, you dress better and sell something that you don’t believe in, like insurance.  Your car has seen better days and your girlfriend grows impatient waiting for you to get more serious. 

The thing holding you back is the mystery of her leg.  She has one leg that she never shaves and it drives you nuts wondering why.  You don’t want to be rude and ask her, but it still festers.  What’s going on with her leg? 

Fine, now you’ve got me wondering about it.  Why would a person only shave one leg?  How would I even research that?  What do I look up?  Do I go to Google and look up Hairy Leg Syndrome?   Then again, maybe it’s a vision thing.  I guess it could be possible that her peripheral vision is somehow impaired, causing her to only see one side of things. Was she ever in the debate club? 

Well, as you may have guessed, holding my mug with both hands doesn’t allow me to use the keyboard, so I’ll stop here and return once I reheat my coffee.

 

 

ZC