The Unheard Conversation

It’ll come to this, I imagine.  All this social-distancing will catch up with us. We’ll talk only to ourselves, muttering sweet nothings or not-so-sweet nothings.  It’ll just be our own id and ego….battling it out. 

Just yesterday, we…..myself and I..….had this little tete-a-tete:

Let’s wash our hair today.

But we just washed it yesterday.

Was it really just yesterday?  Seems like a week ago.

Time’s funny these days.

Anyway, let’s wash it again today because there’s really nothing else to do.

But remember yesterday when we washed it, and I know for sure that we did, we commented on the shampoo getting low.

How low?

Well, we said that it was quite low and that we wouldn’t be able to get to the store any time soon to get more.

We said that?

I’m certain that we did and we also discussed not having much of our favorite hair gel.

Well, I, for one, still think our hair looks nasty and I think we should wash it.  Today. 

Given all the issues that I have pointed out, I beg to differ.  Strongly.

Are we having a tiff?

It would seem so.

What shall we do?

How ‘bout a hug?

OK.

Wow, your hair smells really good.

So does yours.

(And no, we don’t have to practice social distancing in this instance since we are one and the same. So, hug yourself today. There aren’t a lot of other people who can.)