xlii. it's roman numerals for 42.

do you ever get body damage that you can’t quite remember how it happened?  more often than not for me, it’s a bruise.  just a small one usually on the arm or leg, and for the life of me i can’t remember how it happened.

a few days ago i noticed a slight discomfort sensation on my butt cheek when in the shower, i just figured it was because i had the water ultra hot, cos that’s how i like my showers.  well yesterday i actually craned my head around to see if there was any cause for the above mentioned discomfort because it had happened for 3 days running.

to my surprise there was a scratch an inch and a half long on my bum.  i have no bloody idea how it got there since all nude bushwalking trips were cancelled this winter due to low enrollments.  

there are two possible explanations that i can think of that don’t involve blind alien scientists.

1) that i had something sharp in my pocket that scratched me through my pants (which has happened before, rather nastily mind) or

2) that bloody cat audrey swiped my butt as i was walking past and got me through my clothes, probably pj’s and that given this is a regular occurrence my brain says ‘not important information’ and deletes the memory of all such attacks from my mind.

i’ll let you, gentle reader, decide which one is _most_ likely.


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