It's all a matter of perspective.
At least that's what I'm telling myself after inflicting a new scar on my face. I saw the monster, but my younger friend saw the superhero.
I know -- you're curious what caused the scar. More skin cancer nonsense. The numbing agent is wearing off, and the throbbing pain is starting.
I was so rattled when I left the office with my face bandaged up that I forgot to take off my mask until I was halfway home. I became one of those people driving alone in my car on the highway wearing a mask. Sigh. And unfortunately the mask doesn't cover the bandage.
Off for a full day of self-care / Pity Party.
10 am isn't too early to start drinking, right?
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