I woke up at my desk in the middle of the night last night.
I'd spend pretty much the entire day working on a paper for a class and managed to pass out without my head falling onto the keyboard.
When I woke up I stumbled my way to bed (all six feet) and pat my pockets down to empty them on the nightstand.
Keys.
Wallet.
Phone.
I then felt a small lump in the breast pocket of my shirt. Without really opening my eyes, I slid my fingertips up my shoulder, looking for the lip of the pocket.
But I couldn't feel it.
I moved my hand up and down a couple of times, puzzled as to why this shirt's pocket was being so impossible to detect.
Finally I opened my eyes and actually looked.
My shirt didn't have a breast pocket.
Also the lump was my nipple.
Published on April 23, 2014 13:50