I attended my doctor’s funeral. Five years my junior, he died from complications of old age. My complications are of a different sort. Doctor Romanov understood me - or his patience seemed like understanding. I mourn for myself as much as for him. Now I must find someone who will be open-minded regarding my chronic toe spasms, mystery allergies, and a disturbing tendency to suddenly laugh heartily without provocation, as I did at the funeral.
Credit: This originally appeared at Paragraph Planet
R.K. West is a co-editor of Sudden Flash
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