For Wednesday, November 15th, 2023
The visuals in this selection are so priceless!
One time, one time, I threw something at Tom...a teaspoon. The spoon landed perfectly on its side and laid open his chin. I was aghast and immediately sorry. Tom was home for lunch, and with the chin bleeding profusely, we had to quickly stanch the flow and bandage him up so he could get back to work.
He made up a story about how the "accident" happened, since the true story was embarrassing for both of us, especially me. That was the first and last time I threw anything at anyone.
I can't think of anything more disgusting and terrifying than witnessing my own violence. 50 years ago, I mistreated a dog because it was inconvenient and I was, I realize now, depressed. The dog was confined to a garage, and when it misbehaved, in my opinion, I struck it. Ever since, I have never allowed myself to have a dog because while I think I love dogs, it's apparent that I have at best mixed feelings.