May/June 2007
Page 13
If My Body Were A Car
If my body were a car, I would be thinking this time about trading it in for a newer model. I have bumps, dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting dull, but that is not the worst of it. My headlights are out of focus and it is especially hard to see things up close. My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip, slide, skid and bump into things even in the best of weather. My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins. It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed. My fuel rate burns inefficiently. But here is the worst; almost every time I sneeze, cough or sputter either my radiator leaks or my exhaust backfires.
Forwarded by the Ostomy Outlook, Oklahoma; The New Outlook, Chicago March 2007, via Inside Out On-line May/Jun 2007
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