1994 — When I was dating Chris E. I went to the mall and got my ears pierced. We were driving on the belt line in his truck when I asked him if he noticed anything new about me. After a small pause, Chris saw the new earrings.
Before 2004 — When still living on W Garfield… ranger backed into driveway… realized one of my black pearl post style earrings was missing. … looked all around the truck seats. I asked Philip to help me look… he had earlier found something sharp and had thrown it out the truck open door into the lawn.
Maybe he could have said something sooner, instead of frantic search.
Maybe he didn’t know it was an earring.
Maybe it was my fault for having lost it in the truck.
Maybe I should have warned him to be on the look out for a lost earring.
Why didn’t I deserve an apology?
Why didn’t I deserve some sympathy?
I don’t know when I stopped wearing earrings. Perhaps sometime after the move to S Bedford. Sometime after Tai Chi. Perhaps before covid
January 2026 — ear piercings have been redone.
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