Monday, September 08, 2003
Split Lip
I glanced at the mirror this morning thinking not much of anything yet as I had not yet had my coffee. Suddenly I noticed that I had a split lip that appeared to be bleeding. I looked down at the faucet to turn it on and when I looked back, my lip was fine.
Odd, I thought, and went on to my morning routine of splashing some water on my face, brushing my teeth, and determining whether or not I need to do anything more elaborate in pursuit of some semblance of grooming. After a few minutes, I had pretty much forgotten all about it.
I worked all day, and at the end of the day was cleaning up in the bathroom of the house I'm restoring, and somehow in the cleaning up process, managed to cut my lip. I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but I must have cut it on some piece of plaster or something that was hiding in a towel. One moment I had looked in the mirror at my paint-flecked face, and my lip was unscathed. Just a few minutes later, I glanced back in it to make sure I had removed most of the paint with the towel and my lip was cut and bleeding, in the same place and way I had seen it in the morning.
I glanced at the mirror this morning thinking not much of anything yet as I had not yet had my coffee. Suddenly I noticed that I had a split lip that appeared to be bleeding. I looked down at the faucet to turn it on and when I looked back, my lip was fine.
Odd, I thought, and went on to my morning routine of splashing some water on my face, brushing my teeth, and determining whether or not I need to do anything more elaborate in pursuit of some semblance of grooming. After a few minutes, I had pretty much forgotten all about it.
I worked all day, and at the end of the day was cleaning up in the bathroom of the house I'm restoring, and somehow in the cleaning up process, managed to cut my lip. I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but I must have cut it on some piece of plaster or something that was hiding in a towel. One moment I had looked in the mirror at my paint-flecked face, and my lip was unscathed. Just a few minutes later, I glanced back in it to make sure I had removed most of the paint with the towel and my lip was cut and bleeding, in the same place and way I had seen it in the morning.
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