“Ok sir, please stand up and drop your drawers.”
“This will only take a moment.”
“First, let’s fill this cup, then we’ll vacuum both ear drums. Scan that brain.”
“Family history should be addressed, but sir you may be depressed.”
This is the summer of tests.
This is my life after death.
“First, we’ll spin your blood, then we’ll pump your veins with foam, later chrome.”
“Lack of sleep should be addressed, but sir, you may be depressed.”
(This is the summer...)
I think I’m probably ok, but it’s easier to keep running away.
Never get my questions answered when every little bump is cancer.
My midlife crisis is the existential kind.
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