I have gone from not being able to stop
finding measuring tape—sewing kit mini,
bulky orange construction grade, basic black
with belt clip, Disney souvenir, tailor’s cloth—
tucked in the junk drawer, left next to Fourth
of July sparklers on the outbuilding shelves,
or down on the workbench (two of them)—
to needing to see if one of my hallway walls
is at least 63 inches long and not being
able to locate even one. Not one. What
is going on, God? What is happening to me?
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