Something is wrong with my molecules. I reach for the butter and grab the cole slaw. I put my shoes on the wrong feet--other people's feet. I hum the pina colada song in the confessional.
People are avoiding me. I believe rogue molecules have invaded me. I think they came from my friend John who also has been feeling off.
Why me? Who knows? I've decided to wait it out and see what develops. My own molecules have been influenced by these invaders. Last night I tried eating macaroni and most of it wound up inside my ear. Why is life so complicated?
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